Boot Licker from Serendipity by Angelic the Caretaker

Track 3:

It's pay to win
Playing it fair, big sin
Can't hop out the box, iinna bin
Too underground, spread thin
What good is your sound if it's unmixed
Spit in the mic, throw fit
You don't gotta like it
Won't ask to try it
Ima blow sound with the low equip

Brother I
Hop on the train
Ima pop out the pavement
Food stamp champ
You can put it on my plate
Thin waist goal
But to go a long way
Quick race
When I cop pills
Meds and a brace
Make a wrong turn in the city
Broke for a cab, and my maps gone wit me
Ima slow dance,
Flex chest for pain
And pick change
For a little bit of game and fame
It's too crowded
Congested, infection
Big mall but there's no protection
And I'm vexed to go
The shows at five
But the set is on four
Third floor whore by the door
Food market stay buzzin
Cut subs for big cousin
Eat till I drop then I hook up with the huzz
No love for the wicked
Omitted to love

It's pay to win
Playing it fair is a big sin
Can't hop out the box, I'm inna bin
Too underground, spread thin
What good is your sound if it's unmixed
Spit in the mic, throw a fit
You don't gotta like it
Won't ask to try it
Ima blow sound with the low equip

Resist or assimilate?
It's the people you wish to habiliate
Run adjacent to places and faces
You didn't bring from the world you originate
From within It's a sin
Big up the boot lickers
Hope the shoe gone fit, bet it taste bitter
Whole print in your mouth, no size or amount
Can ever satisfy any loser around

• Alternative
• Hip-Hop
• Rap
• alternative hip-hop
• dream pop
• pyschedelic hip hop
• New York