Adam Ford - Kelvin

★ chorus ★
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, no pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis

★ verse 1 ★
Toting that stick, but it’s a glower
Just made a dance, call it the mower
They better leave, bringing the blower
Skipping the past, just going forward
Speeding it up, making it slower
Spinning the disc, just like a thrower
Think they’re funny, just like the joker
By the way that they’ve pulling these boners
Not going up in the bungalow
Feeling so breezy it’s indigo
Chill in the east with a buffalo
Animal and it’s a city though
Just found this beat like a month ago
Bout to get started and run the show
Trying to go rap with a stunna flow
Heading to vegas and on the go
Heading to vegas and the go but i don’t what i’m gonna pack
I’m catching balls like john brown, but on top of that i’m catching flack
Rock polos, i’m lacking ties so i don’t look like the men in black
I’m racing hard like i’m on in duck life on the instrumental and up on the track

★ chorus ★
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, no pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis

★ verse 2 ★
Rocking it out and the club going crazy
Acting up wild like i’m warren beatty
Grabbing the mic and i’m spitting like shady
Going to hudson i think that’s where katy
Was at, don’t got a tie and i’m talking to rat
Fidget spinner yeah something of that
Gold plated like it fell in a vat
Said he hit but it was more of a whack
Locked in, so i’m really so safe
I clocked in, so i never be late
Running, and i’m feeling the chafe
Gunning, watch the character strafe
In call of duty, i like em all but i think the best is that black ops two
My loadout got a blue skin, like i’m touring cities and i’m with that group
Cooking up, and it’s going well, least i think it is, as i made some stew
It turned out raw, but that didn’t stop me, it’s two days later and i got the flu
And i’m throwing up, not gang signs, but the real deal, that’s real gross
My temp is hotter than the song i’m on, but they’re both high so it’s real close
Yeah, close now, late in song so i’ll boast now
And you know that i do no perks, i’m going with another loadout
Loadout, loadout, the bus stopped so we go out
Don’t know where i’m gonna go now, but i think i’ll try a new route
New route, that i’m trying today
New route, yeah i’m on the way
Cool out, i’m expecting the rain
No clout, but i think i’m okay
Kelvin, it’s a name and a temp
Balling, like i’m detlef schrempf
Going green, not talking bout hemp
Spreading seeds, young shawn kemp

★ chorus ★
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis
Talking that heat up in kelvin
Rocking the cotton no velvet
Don’t got a spine, no pelvis
Don’t like the track, shelve it
Keeping the faith, zealot
Crashing, wearing a helmet
He got a plan, tell us
Rocking it out, elvis