Song | Let Me Clarify |
Artist | Kero One |
Album | Kinetic World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Verse 1 | |
They said “K you kinda soft, you rap too positive" | |
while kids turn killers, wondering what role model is | |
and for all these wack rappers I’m not tolerant | |
i keep my feet firm in my beliefs, others wobbling | |
dude I got more swag then vets hobbling | |
but speak soft ,carry a big stick forget hollerin’ | |
I flow mystic don’t miss it mystique is what it isn’t | |
Digest this concept, 30 chews before swallowing | |
And beware of MC’s, many fraudulent | |
We all rappers but speak different, like a homonym | |
I lift more feet than an Ottoman | |
tryna reach my limits just to peak somewhere honoring | |
while most move their mouths, but really saying nothing, | |
like puppets, rocks I chuck it, show my hands like a mugging, | |
I ain’t thuggin’, druggin’, dealin’ dope by the dozens, | |
If music’s relative I’m Slanging hope to my cousins. | |
I’m peeling my scars with 16 bars | |
Record it, press it, hard and charge to credit cards, | |
Here to raise the bar, watch your head when I move it, | |
gimme one verse I’ll leave your head with contusions, | |
egos I’m bruising, with more flavor than cumin, | |
season, chop it dice it, fry it up I call it music, | |
chef kero one here to slice through illusions | |
gimme one verse I’ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS | |
I put my mask on and take it off | |
I put my mask on and I take it off | |
I put my mask on and peel it off | |
Time to clarify time to clarify | |
Verse 2 | |
They say k, you slanty eyed, from around the bay, | |
Did ya race rice rockets, long bangs in your face? | |
Did you commit misdemeanors with your disagreements? | |
Get all vehement and come out the mouth like bulimics? | |
I had my moments, but I tried so many different things, | |
Good at most everything except Listening, | |
Bmx’ng , skateboarding with black and the white kids, | |
Born a pisces , licensed to put rap in a vice grip, | |
round the age of 14, I wrote my first 16 | |
it wasn’t till’ 18, when I started beat making, | |
deejaying, mixtaping, freestyling on stations, | |
“sway” gave me props, to me my first standing ovation, | |
adjacent, to gracing my confidence replacing, | |
all those that said I couldn’t rap cause I was asian, | |
I’m saying, don’t just stand there in amusement, | |
Give me one verse I’ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS |
Verse 1 | |
They said " K you kinda soft, you rap too positive" | |
while kids turn killers, wondering what role model is | |
and for all these wack rappers I' m not tolerant | |
i keep my feet firm in my beliefs, others wobbling | |
dude I got more swag then vets hobbling | |
but speak soft , carry a big stick forget hollerin' | |
I flow mystic don' t miss it mystique is what it isn' t | |
Digest this concept, 30 chews before swallowing | |
And beware of MC' s, many fraudulent | |
We all rappers but speak different, like a homonym | |
I lift more feet than an Ottoman | |
tryna reach my limits just to peak somewhere honoring | |
while most move their mouths, but really saying nothing, | |
like puppets, rocks I chuck it, show my hands like a mugging, | |
I ain' t thuggin', druggin', dealin' dope by the dozens, | |
If music' s relative I' m Slanging hope to my cousins. | |
I' m peeling my scars with 16 bars | |
Record it, press it, hard and charge to credit cards, | |
Here to raise the bar, watch your head when I move it, | |
gimme one verse I' ll leave your head with contusions, | |
egos I' m bruising, with more flavor than cumin, | |
season, chop it dice it, fry it up I call it music, | |
chef kero one here to slice through illusions | |
gimme one verse I' ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS | |
I put my mask on and take it off | |
I put my mask on and I take it off | |
I put my mask on and peel it off | |
Time to clarify time to clarify | |
Verse 2 | |
They say k, you slanty eyed, from around the bay, | |
Did ya race rice rockets, long bangs in your face? | |
Did you commit misdemeanors with your disagreements? | |
Get all vehement and come out the mouth like bulimics? | |
I had my moments, but I tried so many different things, | |
Good at most everything except Listening, | |
Bmx' ng , skateboarding with black and the white kids, | |
Born a pisces , licensed to put rap in a vice grip, | |
round the age of 14, I wrote my first 16 | |
it wasn' t till' 18, when I started beat making, | |
deejaying, mixtaping, freestyling on stations, | |
" sway" gave me props, to me my first standing ovation, | |
adjacent, to gracing my confidence replacing, | |
all those that said I couldn' t rap cause I was asian, | |
I' m saying, don' t just stand there in amusement, | |
Give me one verse I' ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS |
Verse 1 | |
They said " K you kinda soft, you rap too positive" | |
while kids turn killers, wondering what role model is | |
and for all these wack rappers I' m not tolerant | |
i keep my feet firm in my beliefs, others wobbling | |
dude I got more swag then vets hobbling | |
but speak soft , carry a big stick forget hollerin' | |
I flow mystic don' t miss it mystique is what it isn' t | |
Digest this concept, 30 chews before swallowing | |
And beware of MC' s, many fraudulent | |
We all rappers but speak different, like a homonym | |
I lift more feet than an Ottoman | |
tryna reach my limits just to peak somewhere honoring | |
while most move their mouths, but really saying nothing, | |
like puppets, rocks I chuck it, show my hands like a mugging, | |
I ain' t thuggin', druggin', dealin' dope by the dozens, | |
If music' s relative I' m Slanging hope to my cousins. | |
I' m peeling my scars with 16 bars | |
Record it, press it, hard and charge to credit cards, | |
Here to raise the bar, watch your head when I move it, | |
gimme one verse I' ll leave your head with contusions, | |
egos I' m bruising, with more flavor than cumin, | |
season, chop it dice it, fry it up I call it music, | |
chef kero one here to slice through illusions | |
gimme one verse I' ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS | |
I put my mask on and take it off | |
I put my mask on and I take it off | |
I put my mask on and peel it off | |
Time to clarify time to clarify | |
Verse 2 | |
They say k, you slanty eyed, from around the bay, | |
Did ya race rice rockets, long bangs in your face? | |
Did you commit misdemeanors with your disagreements? | |
Get all vehement and come out the mouth like bulimics? | |
I had my moments, but I tried so many different things, | |
Good at most everything except Listening, | |
Bmx' ng , skateboarding with black and the white kids, | |
Born a pisces , licensed to put rap in a vice grip, | |
round the age of 14, I wrote my first 16 | |
it wasn' t till' 18, when I started beat making, | |
deejaying, mixtaping, freestyling on stations, | |
" sway" gave me props, to me my first standing ovation, | |
adjacent, to gracing my confidence replacing, | |
all those that said I couldn' t rap cause I was asian, | |
I' m saying, don' t just stand there in amusement, | |
Give me one verse I' ll clarify all confusions | |
CHORUS |