Que Sera Lyrics
[Chorus x4]
Whatever will be will be Que Sera, Sera
[Verse 1]
My rhymes wake them up, they're snoring ignoring yours
Yours are as boring as four in the morning chores
I'm more into going touring exploring the foreign shores
Spit thunder; performing in pouring storms
Original, never conforming to boring norms
Got a cheap Mic and recorded in Florida dorms
They loved me, I was supported before the swarms
Of garbage emcees, distorting the art form
Underground; under the floor in the corridors
The undeniable Rap Lord of the orators
I was sort of broke, too poor to afford a Porsche
Pulling up slamming the doors of the Ford Explorers
Buying backwoods that we'd score at the corner stores
Rest In Peace rapper I'm pouring a quart of Coors
On the floors outside of the doors of the Source Awards
On the front lines I spit a chorus before the war
Rapper you're rapping like your clitoris is sort of sore
You're sounding like you need some sort of Thesaurus
Or a Dictionary your vocabulary sure is poor
Study my old raps and learn metaphors galore
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I'm the raw truth, the Universe will endorse
I'm tapped in to the source of enormous force
Hip Hop was dead they reported a dormant corpse
But Benefit lives you were misinformed of course
[Chorus x4]
Whatever will be will be Que Sera, Sera
