OLFATO (part. Eddy Mugre)
Lil Supa'
SENSE OF SMELL (feat. Eddy Mugre)
Well, I think when an artist finds their voice
They just need to write
And they'll always have, uh, they'll renew themselves
Because the same work keeps proposing situations
That allow for evolution
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (oh shit)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes (uh)
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate (don't front)
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know (bring it back)
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (Eddy Mugre)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes (sus)
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate (don't front)
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know (yeah)
I know the secret, sacred recipe, the perfect point (I know)
I got the right balance, rhythm and dialect (I got it)
The journey made me an expert in the manifesto
To mix violent feelings with intellect (chick-chick)
Crescendo in the movement thanks to time
I knew I had talent with Danny El Siniestro
Guru of our culture and its elements
Cheers and respect, my eternal homage to the master (amen)
Get out of your zone, work with more people (go)
Incorporate love into the diet of your neurons (go)
Listen to what your heart says, let it out and cry (yeah)
Live in the now, learn from everything you ignore (yeah)
I trusted my instincts and pulse
Ignored their insults, but made the most of my resources (I’m doing me)
I overcame fears and doubts along the way
Used the light in building my speech, word
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (uh)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes (don’t sleep)
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate (don't front)
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know (yo, bring it back)
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (thought you)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate (don't front)
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know (yeah)
I respected my predecessors
Recognized roles, didn’t wait for them to cry or die to give them flowers (word)
The history of hip-hop is nothing without its cultivators (word)
The best are those who learned from their mentors (word)
I polished my habits, multi-syllabic hooks
What you got is just bullshit and parties, no spirit (haha!)
The unspoken rhythms keep shining like mighty moves
Master of the grand sound, I'm an animal
Don’t sleep, train with the weights
Remember that the voice isn’t eternal and can get sick too
Forget the absurd slogans, generate cream
Because everything that sticks to the pot always burns
These dark circles are years out there
Holding our flag high with my career
I keep it real, independent or with a label
Doing this shit until the day I die (forever), word
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (would G!)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes (don’t sleep, I never sleep)
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate (don't front)
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know (Jah! Bring it back)
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would (thought you)
Start taking notes, writing down all quotes
Never front on no crew that you can't evaluate
But bring back the other two shits to let 'em know