Lunar C – Cant Understand Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- I school these rappers and send them to the cloak room where their coats hung up
- I'm your nemesis there's no room for the both of us
- I've only just started eating off this and getting money
- Now I get spayed like a dog that's had too many puppies
- Flow raises eyebrows like a plastic surgeon
- No one on my level and if they rising I haven't heard them
- But got me paranoid, they tell me that I'm murdering shit
- I tell them I'm innocent and that they should cast aspersions
- Don't know me, I'm a wolf in sheeps' clothes
- I've got that FT certified beats flow
- Ten-a-penny rappers can't see me through the weed smoke
- Move on I'm too gone like I foot with three toes
- Strong minded, head butting through house bricks
- Biters taking notes in the crowd looking astounded
- I wrote this in my sleep I didn't know nothing about it
- It's like I'm chubby chasing 'cos I'm just fucking a-round bitch
Hook
- You quitters can't understand
- I don' think we've taken this as far as we can
- And the critics no longer have to debate on who's better
- If you ain't with us you ain't part of the plan
- I don't really give a fuck if I sound arrogant or vague
- If you're on the come-up we're the ones standing in your way
- All you rappers come up claiming that you're married to the game
- Well the fact is you've been played 'cos we've been smashing it from since day
Verse 2
- I've got this far without following the protocol
- Seen too many fakes types acting like they broke the mold
- A lot of them talking 'bout a life they don't know at all
- And spend their career trying to catch up and won't evolve
- When I ain't in the booth I be on the stage 'til I get thrown off
- For going off the head like I'm getting bored of blowjobs
- Get off your soapbox and practice what you preach
- I go out and get my own, I don't tag along or leech
- Walk to my corner and give my opponents a rest
- Spit out my gum shield and see whether my coach is impressed
- I'm just mad that they keep ducking when I'm throwing my left
- Cos my punches are going over their head
- Still winning, came out swinging like a gay couple in a orgy
- I'm not trying to be here struggling when I'm forty
- I'm grafting, I want money, a big house and a couple cars
- Trying to get a happy ending like a good massage
Hook
- You quitters can't understand
- I don' think we've taken this as far as we can
- And the critics no longer have to debate on who's better
- If you ain't with us you ain't part of the plan
- I don't really give a fuck if I sound arrogant or vague
- If you're on the come-up we're the ones standing in your way
- All you rappers come up claiming that you're married to the game
- Well the fact is you've been played 'cos we've been smashing it from since day
Verse 3
- I'm not a rapper I'm the leader of a cult
- That will hang you by your big toes and beat you to pulp
- They know I'm coming they can feel it in their balls
- Yeah I'm balls deep in everything I'm eating 'til I'm full
- I've had a couple major labels trying to get me on tracks
- Probably burned a few bridges 'cos I said they was wack
- Although I need money quick I won't kneel to these pricks
- The whole scene's full of shit like an intestinal tract, buh