Monday, May 9, 2011

"I'm Not Boastin' - SonaOne ft Karmal" Lyrics (Ill Legal Downloads vol. II)



heh yeah.. uh huh, yeah..

SonaOne
Gather up the evidence, I'm the best there's ever been,
Level too elevated, like where Bespin or heaven is,
Ya'll cesnas, I'm raised with seven four seven is,
If you wanna level up, you'll need eleven more Everests,

Deafen any gentleman or women, click time, 
Effin' any instrumental like my dick rhymed,
Definition of demented's how I spit mine,
Stephen King is excrement next to my sick mind, 

I'm a big deal like Columbian coca,
Puffin' the mota havin' fun with a cocha,
Wildin' out like a jungle with cobras,
I'm an animal killin' hunters and poachers,

I'm only, twenty two with a long way ahead of me,
Unless your name is Long Wei, you'll never be ahead of me,
I'll keep repeatin' that my level be so heavenly,
So forever you will be reminded where you'll never be,

Chorus
In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin', 
In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin' (Yeah.. uh huh huh... )


Karmal
Pull my fitted down low, cause my future is too bright, 
Size triple X S, yeah the flow is too tight,
You have all the right to call a fight and watch tonight,
Cause I'm well equipped with lethal ammunition to fight,

Take over the spot, where the number one is chillin',
So high no canto, and I'm not talking ceiling,
I get what is mine you can see I keep drillin',
Dealin with the feelin' that I get after a killin'

Spree, when I'm free, uh uh kinda write a lot, 
My mind is travellin' when I spend the night alone,
I'm tryna make a livin' from achieving tighter flows,
Stack the Cheddar chillin' thinking how to write a song,

I get the high right, just to get you through my life,
The only highlight for me, is when I rhyme tight,
All these voting competitions make your mind so narrow,
It's a wrap, when I rap, every line, no Pharaoh 

Chorus
In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin', 
In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin',

They say the wanna talk shit about us but, we still don't care,
We keep giving them good shit to listen to, but they pretend like they don't care (Yeah),
We ain't boastin', we ain't boastin',
We the shit, we the shit, and we know it,
We ain't boastin', we ain't boastin',
We the shit, we the shit, and we know it,
We the shit, we the shit, and we know it,
We the shit, we the shit, and we know it,

In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin', 
In the mornin', in the evenin', anytime, anywhere...
I'm not boastin', I'm not boastin',





They ain't boasting. Well.. even if they were to, they definitely have the damn rights to do so!

Thanks to Karmal and SonaOne for the actual lyrics. Cheers guys!

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