Hold Your Applause [prod. Hazardis Soundz]-Reks

Hold Your Applause [prod. Hazardis Soundz] - Reks Feat. Hazardis Soundz (Verse) Big bully Boggart, the booth with the flow darts Means anonymous with Shakespeare, Mozart Can't fear, go hard, reelin' with the pencilin' Not apart from dissin' and I'm sick with the insulin Pay attention and you ain't gotta get hurt Backslap, you smerked, gangked outta ya shirt Reks' back, you jerk, thanks, mr. Lamar Reks into the bar, hang ova tomor'(?) Dingaling swings so far down the jar You tickle in the belly from the inside, y'all Alliget, well, yes, I are cause I'm in Category, one on one, best of best with the thoughts Confess, I impress to evolve See with, nothing less to exult The never fear halt, the hating that commits Apron on the hips, I be makin' up the hits Movin' up the lists, cookin' up the grass It's Betty Crocker, b**ch Talkin' sh*t, back it up, like the pimps on a midnight train The brainiac night the pain can't give us Then the rain would madden the king (Hook) I bet you think you know about bars Bout similes and metaphors Hope the voices be mending For the artists story tellin' Please hold your applause (Verse) I been the Dion for eons, 30 in the C-Ons Math in the literature, RIP Supreme One Sorry for the mean dumb, niggas what you dumb niggas lean on? The raw understandin', my green thumb Plant seeds and new breeds to heat, huh Each one teach one, knowledge proceed I bleed for artery, work hard in my sleep Believe the culture and the babble by these ? to greed So I don't need none of your approval, I'm approvin' myself The booth for myself is motivation holdin' the belt Most lyrical to have is Joe Stilt on the shelf I spin on the book, even shook - earthquake felt Words they will, force dudes to take they L Take their O, take they S, dealing of the S For the Reks discover the best kept secret in the A** - cap - knee to just keep the check repeated Repetitive, whateva b**ch, I'm betta at puttin' the letters together Sh*t! ? style, rockin' off this Showin' off with the spit so long to the next ulaby I got a script, no more that, sold that sh*t Biatch (Hook) I bet you think you know about bars Bout similes and metaphors Hope the voices be mending For the artists story tellin' Please hold your applause