PhorHead - Earth Tones (Intro) Lyrics

Ay yo shoutout every rapper here that thinks that they sick
Your intuition's off, this ain't your business dog I insist
As if your shit was put together wimpily by some kids
You follow-for-follow trend-jumpers think their script got those clicks
Ha
Holy shit I can't stand it
Please get off my land damn it
I'm sounding professional alone, you need a manned annex
rinse, repeat, your stance rancid
Buying beats from bland planet
On the internet begging for views, you just panhandling
Wear earth tones on my body I'm planted
About time that I cause an expansion
It's just me, so it's hardly a gambit
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a
This shit gon' be trash looking back, I expect as such
Always add on my path, never had enough
In 50 years, still be better than your ass's stuff
I'll fucking grow a new arm when clasp gives up
Bitch, my class is up, your glass is up, you're sitting down
You're either with us or leave, there's some new kids in town
I had some tunes that could use some more fixing, now
Your fuckin' new shit's my new fucking pissing grounds

Ay yo shoutout every rapper here that thinks that they sick
Your intuition's off, this ain't your business dog I insist
As if your shit was put together wimpily by some kids
You follow-for-follow trend-jumpers think their script got those clicks
Ha
Holy shit I can't stand it
Please get off my land damn it
I'm sounding professional alone, you need a manned annex
rinse, repeat, your stance rancid
Buying beats from bland planet
On the internet begging for views, you just panhandling
Wear earth tones on my body I'm planted
About time that I cause an expansion
It's just me, so it's hardly a gambit
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a part of my plan bitch
This Earth Tones, all a
This shit gon' be trash looking back, I expect as such
Always add on my path, never had enough
In 50 years, still be better than your ass's stuff
I'll fucking grow a new arm when clasp gives up
Bitch, my class is up, your glass is up, you're sitting down
You're either with us or leave, there's some new kids in town
I had some tunes that could use some more fixing, now
Your fuckin' new shit's my new fucking pissing grounds