This is for the djs and beat makers,
Giving backbones to tracks and heat shakers
Release flavours, over loops n vibes
Now Primitive joint force with Supaadry
Enough chit chat, back to sick rap
This that: in the sunlight cruising kicked back
The slick cat, spitting fusion lit facts
The point? Game, set now they're calling a mismatch
Off to the lab, pouring Caustic on tracks
If you don't rhyme for the art then its probably whack
If you don't write your own bars there's an obvious lapse
Not naming any names, not acknowledging Jack
Shit, now it's back to the frontlines
Back to Hella raw metaphors and Punchlines
About to work it out like its Crunch time
Throwback hype but the source still unsigned
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Prim, pay hommage and endeavour
A vendetta to pen better than trend setters
The trend setter who transcends to bend letters
While i Send terror, to all these whack emcees
So Shoutout to alll the beatboxers
The emcees, b boys and heat droppers
The Peeps on the decks, respect Elite choppers
Peeps keepin it fresh to death release chakras
Breaking it down, placing my stake in the ground
Crazy notions that my minds eroded to float on the weight of a cloud
Time has woken the notion that faith isn't faithfully found
It may be Basic, it's basically making me proud
Mixed, mastered, spit blaster
To be blunt my force of rhyme is much sharper
I'm in love, a gorgeous life, my source of pride
Raw heat when i scorch the mic
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Yo, and I'm back for the third
Verse that separates the cracks in the earth
Like 2 wheels spinning on an endless cycle
With pen and pad bringing paperback revival
Prim, this is raw survival
So throw em up fam if the signs are vital
Tribal, that's word to Primitive
I give em the meaning coz the flow definitive
My imminent proficiency in rap has risen
The game full of fake criminals, that lack conviction
Just: gimme a beat, watch me harness the lyrical heat
Parts untarnished regardless this artist is clearly discreet
Yes, n I've been grinding in the underground
My sound still rolling overhead like a thunder cloud
I'm down, keeping present in the aftermath
They scream bars, well here's a free masterclass
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
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Primitive X Supaadry - My baby Lyrics
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This is for the djs and beat makers,
Giving backbones to tracks and heat shakers
Release flavours, over loops n vibes
Now Primitive joint force with Supaadry
Enough chit chat, back to sick rap
This that: in the sunlight cruising kicked back
The slick cat, spitting fusion lit facts
The point? Game, set now they're calling a mismatch
Off to the lab, pouring Caustic on tracks
If you don't rhyme for the art then its probably whack
If you don't write your own bars there's an obvious lapse
Not naming any names, not acknowledging Jack
Shit, now it's back to the frontlines
Back to Hella raw metaphors and Punchlines
About to work it out like its Crunch time
Throwback hype but the source still unsigned
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Prim, pay hommage and endeavour
A vendetta to pen better than trend setters
The trend setter who transcends to bend letters
While i Send terror, to all these whack emcees
So Shoutout to alll the beatboxers
The emcees, b boys and heat droppers
The Peeps on the decks, respect Elite choppers
Peeps keepin it fresh to death release chakras
Breaking it down, placing my stake in the ground
Crazy notions that my minds eroded to float on the weight of a cloud
Time has woken the notion that faith isn't faithfully found
It may be Basic, it's basically making me proud
Mixed, mastered, spit blaster
To be blunt my force of rhyme is much sharper
I'm in love, a gorgeous life, my source of pride
Raw heat when i scorch the mic
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Yo, and I'm back for the third
Verse that separates the cracks in the earth
Like 2 wheels spinning on an endless cycle
With pen and pad bringing paperback revival
Prim, this is raw survival
So throw em up fam if the signs are vital
Tribal, that's word to Primitive
I give em the meaning coz the flow definitive
My imminent proficiency in rap has risen
The game full of fake criminals, that lack conviction
Just: gimme a beat, watch me harness the lyrical heat
Parts untarnished regardless this artist is clearly discreet
Yes, n I've been grinding in the underground
My sound still rolling overhead like a thunder cloud
I'm down, keeping present in the aftermath
They scream bars, well here's a free masterclass
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Giving backbones to tracks and heat shakers
Release flavours, over loops n vibes
Now Primitive joint force with Supaadry
Enough chit chat, back to sick rap
This that: in the sunlight cruising kicked back
The slick cat, spitting fusion lit facts
The point? Game, set now they're calling a mismatch
Off to the lab, pouring Caustic on tracks
If you don't rhyme for the art then its probably whack
If you don't write your own bars there's an obvious lapse
Not naming any names, not acknowledging Jack
Shit, now it's back to the frontlines
Back to Hella raw metaphors and Punchlines
About to work it out like its Crunch time
Throwback hype but the source still unsigned
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Prim, pay hommage and endeavour
A vendetta to pen better than trend setters
The trend setter who transcends to bend letters
While i Send terror, to all these whack emcees
So Shoutout to alll the beatboxers
The emcees, b boys and heat droppers
The Peeps on the decks, respect Elite choppers
Peeps keepin it fresh to death release chakras
Breaking it down, placing my stake in the ground
Crazy notions that my minds eroded to float on the weight of a cloud
Time has woken the notion that faith isn't faithfully found
It may be Basic, it's basically making me proud
Mixed, mastered, spit blaster
To be blunt my force of rhyme is much sharper
I'm in love, a gorgeous life, my source of pride
Raw heat when i scorch the mic
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Yo, and I'm back for the third
Verse that separates the cracks in the earth
Like 2 wheels spinning on an endless cycle
With pen and pad bringing paperback revival
Prim, this is raw survival
So throw em up fam if the signs are vital
Tribal, that's word to Primitive
I give em the meaning coz the flow definitive
My imminent proficiency in rap has risen
The game full of fake criminals, that lack conviction
Just: gimme a beat, watch me harness the lyrical heat
Parts untarnished regardless this artist is clearly discreet
Yes, n I've been grinding in the underground
My sound still rolling overhead like a thunder cloud
I'm down, keeping present in the aftermath
They scream bars, well here's a free masterclass
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
That's the way loves supposed to go
(One time now)
She loves me so
This song is dedicated to production folk
And all my trusted bros
Thats the way loves supposed to go
Writer: Peter Sandercock
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid