Bigheaded

By Coopar

On Bigheaded

Released on September 12, 2017

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[Coopar]

I'm that kid that you mother warned you about

Now I'm walking round, give a fuck what I talk about

With an awful mouth, and I'm spewing

Always been a creep and I knew it

Saving all your Facebook pics in bikinis

Tug my teeny weenie, to your holiday in Zealand

Now I'm back with a motherfucking beanie

Flowing so clearly

Show, is so silly

I know it, but really

I Grow my ability, roll with humility

I know you lot ain't feeling me, belittle me

But don't say I ain't killing it, cause that would just be kidding me

(Im back)

Ill chop and up and wrap in my bag

Rapping like I'm mad, girl you gotta keep backing up that ass

No more dragging up the past, I'm like a dragon as I pass

Burning up your motherfucking village in a flash

And I know when you look me what'cha saying

You got two chins, not two chains

You ain't Lil Wayne, you too big man

You can't be Slim Shady, with that frame

And to those I say, yeah I know but I'm sick with charisma

Chatting up your little sister, cause I follow her on insta-

Gram of the good dope, slamming it good bro

Swearing so much and I should know

Better but I don't, wheres my head at cause I don't know

Physco with a dope flow

(popping) holes in your lilo

Stepping to mic phone, yeah I might choke

Or I mighttaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

My mind is outer space

Flipping so many birds, I dislocate my shoulder blade

I dissipate my trolling brain, to Separate the colder space

I derivate the older greats, to motivate my current state

Now its up for no debate, got the skills to dominate

Pop a pill then serenade, no need to exaggerate

I'm a corny ass de-gen-rate

Corny ass, its quater past

Impregante your daughter last

Do more than laugh, as I finish fast

Bust of in flash, now shes cross like the Finnish flag

And I'm hidden in the back, better hit'em with another written track

God damn I'm a menace, born to be offensive

Board of you dumb fucks sitting on the fences

Cause man I'm impressive

Hi, Im Aryan, they call me the masterrace

Shit I mean I'm Ryan and I like to masturbate

I'm here to fascinate and blast away these rappers on my tailgate

But they're all underage, so I guess you call 'em jailbait

Its fail safe, everything I say is bait

Every song I'm playing mate

Is formed with the intention that I conjugate

All these conflicting opinions

Whats with all this bitching

Whats with all this whinging

Its hard to see a difference

We all just want the same, we all just want protecting

Just want the right to express our independence

The right to try our best, to say whats in our head

But then they come and cut you off mid way through you sentence

And then you get offended by the penmanship

As if the words I write are written to be devilish or venomous

Im just a pessimist

Who can bend the English language on a precipice

But I'm a mean motherfucker like I'm Ooepis

This is what I'm trynna say, when I write a rhyme a day

I'm just trynna find a-way, to help you understand my brain

Every time I get confused, I spit in on a tune

And everytime I'm feeling down and I put it there too, so


[Hook - Manafest (Sampled)]

If I can do it, you can do it if you can do it they can do it

If we can do it, what we doing, let's start moving

Bounce if you want to, just Bounce and Bounce

Move if you want to, just move, and move

Now all my B-boy's B-girls hit the floor

Here we go now, let's go let's go

Bounce if you wanna, just Bounce and Bounce

And Move if you wanna, just move, and move

So all the B-boy's B-girls hit the floor

Here we go now, let's go let's go