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Asher Roth Lyrics
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And we sip a glass of Merlot
While I blow the Portabello
Like Cruello with a Cigarillo
Hello, Listen Up
This is Asher from the Morrisville
A little North of Truck
What the fuck?
He a pro, Use a little more
You's a little slow, how slow?
Little Kelso. Smoking elbows?
If so, let me know I'll just give you my cell phone
Hell froze, Elmo, I'm sticking like Velcro
So, you ain't got the pasta you don't get the Pesto
Presto, Go to infinity and beyond it
Rhyme shit spitting gets imprinted on your conscious
Ash, shit, this world's sitting in your palm
And it's important that you know this
So you never get it wrong
Says my Mom as she reads the Tarot cards and the stars
This called me to go and be a motherfucking boss, Ricky Ross
Look at Paul Roth, kid is all talk
He's a narc, he's a lost cause
Fuck em cut em off
But this dog's off his leash
I'm showin ya'll my teeth when I speak
Yeah, I mean I bring Prometheus heat
Lean in your seat
You'd think that they'd be leaping to see
A commercial MC keep an ear to the street
Because Jeez
We sick of watching all this shit go on
But this song ain't done yet, so son you start marching
A marksman, Part Marge, Part Bart Simpson
But the other parts Descartes, Bars is raw wisdom
A lost art. I talk part of a larger mission
But you'd rather slack off with Sharks than pay attention
So Bark Bark, another subpar spittin'
Yeah, my time is limited and I refuse to waste a minute
So finish, Bustin' Ass, Snuffaluf-gas
In the cab huffin' grass, Fuck it I puff puff pass
Enough of that, Oughta buy out the suckerin' succotash
Sup with Ash? Yo, what happened?
Yo, I heard that fucker cracked
Yo, I heard he was abducted they put something in his ass
Well, I heard he had a run-in with a bear and got attacked
Now, Where'd you come up with that
Run and tell your mother that this motherfucker's back
Paper or plastic? Nah. I bring my own bags
Now how you want to pay for that? Straight cash
Evil Laugh
Yeah, I've been playing phone tag for the last
6 months with my label, Tell them fools to call me back
I play charades sippin' chardonnay fifty times a day
Feeling great, can't wait to taste the marmalade
Fade away, Himalayan retreat to find me
Good grief. Loose leaf? I treat it like Bruce Lee
Who's he? Why y'all keep seeing truth in 2D?
My speech be like I mixed Rufies with Kool Keith
In this song, Asher Roth shares his thoughts on the music industry and his place in it as a skilled rapper. He begins by describing a relaxing scene in the meadows where he sips wine and smokes a cigar, before introducing himself as a talented rapper from Morrisville. He boasts about his skill and speed, and questions whether his listeners can keep up. He compares himself to Elmo sticking like velcro, implying that he is an unstoppable force in the industry. He then talks about his desire to be a boss like Ricky Ross and the importance of being on top. He criticizes other rappers who talk too much and don't deliver, while he brings "Prometheus heat" with his raw wisdom and larger mission. He encourages his listeners to march on with him towards artistic greatness, accusing those who don't pay attention of "slack[ing] off with Sharks." He warns of the limited time we have in life, and emphasizes the importance of living fully and not wasting a minute. He ends the song by describing himself as a skilled fighter, treating his loose-leaf rhymes like Bruce Lee.
Overall, this song is a powerful statement about Asher Roth's confidence in his abilities as a rapper and his desire to achieve greatness in the industry. He demonstrates his skills both lyrically and musically, with a catchy beat and strong rhymes that grab the listener's attention. The song is a call to action for all those who aspire to greatness, inspiring them to believe in themselves and their abilities.
Line by Line Meaning
In the meadows where we grow the rose petals
In a peaceful place where beauty prevails
And we sip a glass of Merlot
And we enjoy a glass of wine
While I blow the Portabello
While I smoke weed
Like Cruello with a Cigarillo
Just like a villain with a cigar
Hello, Listen Up
Hello, pay attention
This is Asher from the Morrisville
This is Asher, a rapper from Morrisville
A little North of Truck
A little bit north of where trucks are
What the fuck?
What's going on?
Oh you didn't know little homie flow?
Oh, you didn't know I could rap?
He a pro, Use a little more
I'm a professional, step up your game
You's a little slow, how slow?
You're slow, how slow can you be?
Little Kelso. Smoking elbows?
Are you smoking weed, like Kelso?
If so, let me know I'll just give you my cell phone
If so, let me know and I'll give you my phone number
Hell froze, Elmo, I'm sticking like Velcro
Something unexpected happened, but I'm still here
So, you ain't got the pasta you don't get the Pesto
If you don't have the basics, you can't have the luxury
Presto, Go to infinity and beyond it
Abra cadabra, let's go beyond the limits
Rhyme shit spitting gets imprinted on your conscious
My rapping stays with you and affects you
Ash, shit, this world's sitting in your palm
Hey, this world is in your hands
And it's important that you know this
And it's important for you to understand this
So you never get it wrong
So you don't make a mistake
Says my Mom as she reads the Tarot cards and the stars
As my mom reads the signs and predicts the future
This called me to go and be a motherfucking boss, Ricky Ross
This inspired me to become a boss, like Ricky Ross
Look at Paul Roth, kid is all talk
Look at this guy, all he does is talk
He's a narc, he's a lost cause
He's a snitch, he's useless
Fuck em cut em off
Forget him, cut him out of your life
But this dog's off his leash
But I'm free, I'm unleashed
I'm showin ya'll my teeth when I speak
I'm showing you my power when I talk
Yeah, I mean I bring Prometheus heat
I bring fire and power, like Prometheus
Lean in your seat
Get ready, stay focused
You'd think that they'd be leaping to see
You'd expect them to be excited
A commercial MC keep an ear to the street
A rapper who stays true to the streets
Because Jeez
Oh my God
We sick of watching all this shit go on
We're tired of seeing all these problems
But this song ain't done yet, so son you start marching
But this song isn't over yet, so keep listening
A marksman, Part Marge, Part Bart Simpson
A sharpshooter, part Marge and part Bart Simpson
But the other parts Descartes, Bars is raw wisdom
But the other parts are philosophical, my bars are wise
A lost art. I talk part of a larger mission
This is a lost art, but it's part of a bigger project
But you'd rather slack off with Sharks than pay attention
You'd rather waste your time with so-called sharks than focus
So Bark Bark, another subpar spittin'
So here comes another mediocre rapper
Yeah, my time is limited and I refuse to waste a minute
Yeah, I don't have much time and I won't waste it
So finish, Bustin' Ass, Snuffaluf-gas
So finish it, work hard and get high like Snuffalufagus
In the cab huffin' grass, Fuck it I puff puff pass
In the car, smoking weed, passing the joint around
Enough of that, Oughta buy out the suckerin' succotash
Enough talking about weed, let's invest in something better
Sup with Ash? Yo, what happened?
What's going on with Ash? What happened?
Yo, I heard that fucker cracked
I heard he lost it
Yo, I heard he was abducted they put something in his ass
I heard he was kidnapped and violated
Well, I heard he had a run-in with a bear and got attacked
I heard he had a confrontation with a bear
Now, Where'd you come up with that
Where did you hear that?
Run and tell your mother that this motherfucker's back
Go tell everyone that I'm back
Paper or plastic? Nah. I bring my own bags
I don't need your bags, I bring my own
Now how you want to pay for that? Straight cash
How will you pay? Cash only
Evil Laugh
Evil laugh
Yeah, I've been playing phone tag for the last
Yeah, I've been trying to contact my label for a long time
6 months with my label, Tell them fools to call me back
For six months I've been waiting for my label to call me
I play charades sippin' chardonnay fifty times a day
I play games while drinking wine all day long
Feeling great, can't wait to taste the marmalade
Feeling good and excited to try something new
Fade away, Himalayan retreat to find me
Disappear, go to a retreat in the Himalayas to find myself
Good grief. Loose leaf? I treat it like Bruce Lee
Wow, I can't believe it. I handle words like Bruce Lee handles his opponents
Who's he? Why y'all keep seeing truth in 2D?
Who am I? Why do you only see the surface?
My speech be like I mixed Rufies with Kool Keith
My rapping is like a mixture of hypnotic drugs and Kool Keith's style
Contributed by Mackenzie K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.