Big Fat Tony - Crickets

This feeling shakes you to the bone
Get a chill on a summer night
On this journey, when I ride alone
The wind follows and it howls like
Uh
Every time I rap
Leave their jaws on the floor
Make them want an encore
But they can't speak yet
Wait 'til they collect themselves
Let them catch a breath again
But until then it going to sound like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Yeah
They want an encore
With their jaws on the floor it's going to sound like crickets
Do mine old school
If I bust it'll be sideways out a flintlock
Out past curfew, yeah I'm the jerk who
Judgment more cloudy than that water that Flint got
Thank God I boss too
Looking at this awe view
An awful lotta work
For proudly skipping law school
Throw salt in all wounds
All truth
Got to love the pain if you want the sauce dripping with the au jus
Right?
No pain no gain
So I
Take a stab like Ricky Bobby
Fighting in the shade
Then
Kick it with Leonidas
Slid in with a shit eating grin
Still don't know how they all thought I was the nicest
Releasing this beast within
This life a sin but God damn it got me thriving
Acting looney
Trying to make some car tunes
Harpooning straight into this
Madness
Ask my crew
Spit comes across like voodoo
Who possessed me to do this
Magic
Oh yeah Fatty, heard that got shit dropping
What's that new album supposed to sound like?
Classics
And I'm going to preach this 'til it's bumping on the beaches
And my reach rapping around the world like an atlas
Every time I rap
Leave their jaws on the floor
Make them want an encore
But they can't speak yet
Wait 'til they collect themselves
Let them catch a breath again
But until then it going to sound like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Like crickets
Yeah
They want an encore but with their jaws on the floor
It's going to sound like crickets
Stand back and watch me blow up
Up and atom with a verse again
Till I'm eating like a Fat Man
Plotting since a Little Boy
Spreading like mushroom clouds over head
These cumulonimbus
Surround my Mount Olympus
Profound lighting strikes
Witness the renown sound
Of those long nights sitting up on cloud nine
What you hearing right now dripping off my SoundCloud
Raise the base
Mediate
Drowning out in outer space
I exclaim
I came get this power hour popping
So don't be stopping 'round here with rounds of blanks
When my shit bump, then the party going to jump
Give fuck about what any op can say
When your shit play
Everyone stay silent like those old films shot in all black in grey
Sound like
Like, like crickets
Like, like, like crickets
Like, like, like crickets
Like, like, like crickets
The way I shut them up where there should be applause
With the pause
Probably would had thought they missed it
They can't get enough
But you wouldn't know
With their jaws on the floor it probably sound like crickets

Written by:
Anthony DeRose

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