Song parody of
LOOK! (Supa Soldier Freestyle)
by Scotty K.
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Yeah
Aye unh
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! Mirar! Mirar! Mirar!)
Scotty
Greyback
Yeah
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!")
Rolling blunts on roller coasters
Smoking up with cosa nostra
Sipping gold mamosas
Off the coast of Nova Scotia
Summon odor ghosts with the aroma of my doja
I thought I told ya
Mami's calling me the supa soldier
(Mami's calling "Mirar! Mirar! Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Always puttin' stripes on my back
Yeah that's a fact
And for that
That's why they always call me
GreyBack Jack
Let em yap, keep on talkin' on this and that
Got the missle packed
Let his jaw run
If he move his hands
Then I pull it back
And just let it ride
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Yeah
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Aye
Superfluous, surf and turf verses
Like I'm cursed to this
Immersive with
Every syllable and every word I pick
Observant first person
Always turning back the curtain
Of the servant at the sermon
Who's deserving of the shoulder?
Super Soaker, wearing loafers
Uber man can barely focus
Shoot the shit for hours in a navy blue Camaro
Hopeless
But we both think we the dopest
Spacing out in space ships
Waking up in basements
Looking at the body of myself in amazement
A fragrance, The old me dead and gone
Had to mow the grass while I woke up in the lawn
I'm movin' on
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
I thought I told ya,
Mami's callin' me the supa soldier
Yeah
Aye unh
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! Mirar! Mirar! Mirar!)
Scotty
Greyback
Yeah
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!")
Rolling blunts on roller coasters
Smoking up with cosa nostra
Sipping gold mamosas
Off the coast of Nova Scotia
Summon odor ghosts with the aroma of my doja
I thought I told ya
Mami's calling me the supa soldier
(Mami's calling "Mirar! Mirar! Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Always puttin' stripes on my back
Yeah that's a fact
And for that
That's why they always call me
GreyBack Jack
Let em yap, keep on talkin' on this and that
Got the missle packed
Let his jaw run
If he move his hands
Then I pull it back
And just let it ride
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Yeah
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
Aye
Superfluous, surf and turf verses
Like I'm cursed to this
Immersive with
Every syllable and every word I pick
Observant first person
Always turning back the curtain
Of the servant at the sermon
Who's deserving of the shoulder?
Super Soaker, wearing loafers
Uber man can barely focus
Shoot the shit for hours in a navy blue Camaro
Hopeless
But we both think we the dopest
Spacing out in space ships
Waking up in basements
Looking at the body of myself in amazement
A fragrance, The old me dead and gone
Had to mow the grass while I woke up in the lawn
I'm movin' on
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
(Mami's calling "¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar! ¡Mirar!)
I thought I told ya,
Mami's callin' me the supa soldier
