Werd (SOS) - Mold Lyrics
[Werd]Yo It's Werd and I'm back in the sh*t sceneLittle ***** teams ruined all that I did seeFake f*cking rappers getting followed and they snitchesConfirms it's a joke and the music is for Ritchie-Rich pricks, Uni little ***** kids, backpack sick sh*t?Sorry must of missed it, this is,Not what I want in my districtKeep it low-key if you into using gimmicks,I'm finished, diminished all of those the flows grows to proBut al settle as an armature if focusing on doe-Ray me fa-so la, ti do-C*nts can't do melody just speak loadsAnd deep throat down South heads like; he's dopeBut he's not, just punch-lines with weak flow,Years go, seen it all done they reloadAnd do the same thing so I give it the heav-ho(bye bye)Yeah I've done this for a few yearsI made a little music and I let you all hearI tried to do my best but at times I was slippingToo caught up with a life not livingListen, I'm sorry but I'm backI know it don't give any others a chanceI won’t loose it, this right here,Is another fresh start, let it rot, moldYo, you know were you'll find meF*cking sitting grimy,Looping out a beat with a beer right beside mePad on my knee try looking at me sidewaysSkins and the bud asking 'how you doing?' tidyAl have that, have a little joint sparkedNo get-set or marks, just the puff puff passFalse start (ha ha) I guess I'm too slackIf I play my position I'm probably left back-In the changing room, aye he's no goodI guess he never shoulda, woulda, coulda,Aye f*cking good.No chance it's true, I shipwrecked your crewAnd leave them stranded, Abandoned your band or group.Hello again, see I'm feeling refreshedLike my net page froze and I just clicked to getAnother chance, another shot, like the c*nt aint deadI'm a f*cking zombie, you aint aiming for the headYeah I've done this for a few yearsI made a little music and I let you all hearI tried to do my best but at times I was slippingToo caught up with a life not livingListen, I'm sorry but I'm backI know it don't give any others a chanceI won’t loose it, this right here,Is another fresh start, let it rot, moldI am always running on these tracksGive rappers a head startBut never willing to part with a bit-part, in factA bit is just jack, on my jack-jones lonesomeRather take the map with a mismatched flow thenMister do the math you will see who delivers itWhen looking inconspicuous with lyrics to diminish pricksAn idiot, aye, I agree with what you’re saying to itThe sentiment is true but you can't do what I doI'm insane with it, playing with it, letting off steamLetting out a bit of anger, yeah I'm letting on meSecond or three you can be, but never getting the oneYou see a won dumb dumb just check what I've done c*ntI had fun now I get funds for my substanceAnd f*ck if you've done this, I'm taking the c*nt withAnything I do, don't confuse it with dumb sh*tJokes on you (you missed out) the purposeYeah I've done this for a few yearsI made a little music and I let you all hearI tried to do my best but at times I was slippingToo caught up with a life not livingListen, I'm sorry but I'm backI know it don't give any others a chanceI wont loose it, this right here,Is another fresh start, let it rot, mold
