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Lyric Jones - Fettuccine (prod. by Giallo Point) Official Music Video

Produced by Giallo Point, the track "Fettuccine" is titled as a metaphor, Jones says "Fettuccine Alfredo dishes are known for being heavy and leaves you full. It's a very dense dish. That's how I'm coming at cats with these bars on this...HEAVY". This is the 1st single of Lyric Jones & Giallo Point forthcoming EP, "Acquired Taste" Directed by Lyric Jones Shot & Edited by Dirty Diggs Soundcloud:   / fettuccine   http://thelyricjones.com Twitter & IG: @lyricjones LYRICS: Verse 1 I'm guilty of being sensitive/ I'm not apologizing for these sentences/ The fake love got me exhausted/ And at this point I see sucka s*** too often/ uh, Yeah I hear you n***** talking/ Mad cuz im jay walking, while n***** wait at a light to tell you it’s safe to cross and I'm my own boss, they offended by my posture / In the home lab with the fettuccine pasta/ trying not to focus on it poured a glass of vodka/ Bars only, how appropriate/ I’m tryna make ends meet, y’all for the trophy s***/ The hookie pokey s***/want me to move it all around/ But really moving all around looks like shows outta town/ Friday nights, they wanna get down to doo doo brown/ Meanwhile I’m at the crib polishing my crown/ Yeah Head on a swivel like how ex cons do it/ Using this teaching thing as a conduit/ After the cha-ching like my moms Jewish/ They use my words to preserve the dead embalming fluid Just do it, so where the checks?/ All you know it all execs/ I’m out in prague, the Czech 60 thou, next /back in the LA in 12 hours/ sights went to Montclair from eddie bauer/ Trying tattoo my passport, like cory henry/ Want a dozen in my squad that keep it funky for the memories/ Every move is apostolic, cuz they adhering to a goddess/ They say ladies is only known for getting brolic/ they say we difficult, naw we just see your intentions is diabolic/ disregard my talent for the physical I can call it/ yall typical, but still make my stomach turn ya straight colic/ Verse 2 n***** be gossiping more than b****** do/ rap dudes is cry babies on low/ bungie jumping to conclusions then bounce back on a another man d***?/ but to me was talking mad s***?/ guess its courtesy of the ropes/ They say I’m feisty cuz hold heads accountable/ Cowardly moves man I never been compatible/ Keeping real ones around seems insurmountable/ Common courtesy of folks it seems radical/ Cut from the fabric, where keeping your word issa habit/ N***** got me tripping, like my room is padded/ Watching OGs jumping on bandwagons/ Whole a** out, whether or not they got they pants sagging/ What I utter is too clean/ verbal pristene hygiene/ on my soap box, washin raps scene since 15/ Now I'm jaded by the smokescreens/ these gimmicky machines/ same small talk routine, still no team/ yall ALL can save the f*** s*** for the latrines/ All the subs, the line in between/ My gut aint never lied to me, nah mean?