SkyBlew – Blew Rigatoni lyrics

[Verse 1]
Remember writing raps in Junior High
Asking what they think about it
Years later, they ain't gotta think about it
Know it's hot before the song drop
Sniper's aim, got 'em beat by a long shot
More than willing to battle any villain
I'm cold chillin', this ice grilling
Cooking with mad feeling
Like Advil and I'm healing the mind
With rhymes laying the flow illin'
Dr. Mario, my pen a ceiling
No time for thirst traps
I'm underground resting these beats, giving dirt naps
I work that night shift, painting pictures in vr
Always got your back, I know cpr
I'm my own publicist, you don't see pr
Just me, recording in real time dvr
And we are bringing that soul food back
With more nourishment than whole food raps
Told you I don't rap

[Chorus]
I Paint The Sky, Blew homie
Gotta stay away from the phony
Do my own thing, the world doesn't own me
Got it from the dirt, just me on my lonely
Nefelibata, I'm the one and only
Bout to set it off, feeling like Stony
Come and get this pasta, Blew Rigatoni
Rigatoni
Blew Rigatoni

[Verse 2]
Hope you hungry
I got that food for thought steaming
On any given Sunday, call me Willie Beamen
Royal Blew Reverie, me and Scottie Dreaming
Life is a movie, this an advance screening
Bringing sight to the spiritually blind, lyrically rl Stine
Give 'em goosebumps, yet I clear the acne
Detective Blew, looking for a Daphne
I like a nerd chick, you ain't gotta ask me
Flow slick, I'm the one to pick
A citizen coping with life
By letting drummers kick dope beats
Aboriginal, the clouds are my habitat
Living in a secret world like I'm Alex Mack
Say the world is ours? You can have it back
You can have it back
Matter fact, grab an ice pack for the mic I attacked
Leaving artifacts in my tracks
Told you I don't rap