[Intro]
Local
Ayy, ayy, ayy, chyeah
Ayy, Local, chyeah
[Chorus]
Look at my Fox shine (ice)
Look at my bird shine, chyeah (ooh)
DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah)
I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr)
I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah
All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr)
JCing on the nose, chyeah
They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh)
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice)
Look at my bird shine, chyeah
Beat a kid two times, chyeah
3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr)
No, I cannot lie, ooh
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah
Look at my bird shine (brr)
I think I got too bright, ooh
[Verse 1]
Look at my Fox shine
Got the goggles on cuz I’m boutta smoke four guys
Tokin’ on the foes, take a blow, then I show my
Oceanic flow, oh she and her crew, know why
Moses and Noah are just me from a past life
Wonder how I do this? I dunno and never ask why
Pull up on a party and I got the smash DI
They call me retarted cuz I take the clash to new heights
Look at my wrist like “Oh, man”
How you play like that with a broke, hand (uh)
Focusin, I’m in a trance, chyeah
So ill I had to be banned, ooh
Pop a stock, now a foe mopin
Poppa doc, talk a lot, left a spot open
They told me that I act like a soldier
Wanna cop the squad but I already sold ya
[Chorus]
Look at my Fox shine (ice)
Look at my combo shine, chyeah (ooh)
DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah)
I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr)
I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah
All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr)
JCing on the nose, chyeah
They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh)
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice)
Look at my combo shine, chyeah
Beat a kid two times, chyeah
3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr)
No, I cannot lie, ooh
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah
Look at my combo shine (brr)
I think I got too bright, ooh
[Verse 2]
Bump Corneria, when I uh, ride around
Thumps in the area, blaring the, sour sound
Sippin a la croix, with the boys, we don’t clown around
We ain’t got a choice, take a toy, to the tower now
Ride up in the elevator, carrying the several pounds
To the top floor and just hope for a background
For when you throw controllers on a jet that’s westbound
And that aint even close to the level we’re at now
[Chorus]
Look at my Fox shine (ice)
Look at my combo shine, chyeah (ooh)
DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah)
I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr)
I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah
All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr)
JCing on the nose, chyeah
They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh)
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice)
Look at my combo shine, chyeah
Beat a kid two times, chyeah
3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr)
No, I cannot lie, ooh
Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah
Look at my combo shine (brr)
I think I got too bright, ooh
[Outro]
Yeah, you wanted new wave, huh?
Well, that’s what you get, idiot
Get out of here
Prolific Mexico City rapper SPEAK ponders the self-isolated age on a booming EP, recorded live in his kitchen during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 24, 2020