The Wrestler/Note to Self
Baby Boy Keith
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"Wherever you are, it's like real wrestling action" I got my love for wrestling through my dad I liked the shit from round my time, he liked the old shit instead We used to watch the DVDs and talk on Cena and Edge I remember when I told him that my dream was to wrestle Funny how that became my dream but let a classmate straight bully me He'd slap me in my head and I was scared to do anything Back in 4th grade, confrontation put fear in me Too scared to tell the teacher out of fear of him hearing me So I'm thinking like , "How do I tell my pops about him"? Cause I remember dad had beat my ass cause I was a wimp And I ain't know if I tried telling him, he'd go off and trip So I just sit in ponder on it while I hush up my lips Thinking to myself, I'm weak and I won't ever be the strongest I can't even stop a bully but want beef with Randy Orton? I'm like what the hell to do man should I fight or should I forfeit? I ain't never had a bully , and my first was Tyler Me and daddy watching our wrestling one weekday evening I'm fighting back these hopeless expressions like he won't see me He looked right over at me, proceed to turn down the tv Asked me son what's on your mind, like tell me what you thinking Well Dad, there's a kid in this class and he picks on me He take like every single chance that he got to just rip on me He like to slap my head and clown on my shoes and clown on my tees As I explain my grievances, tears would roll down my cheek My father wiped my eyes and he lifted up high my chin Somehow I felt some comfort but his energy was grim He told me, "Son the next time that boy he picking on you again You bet not hesitate just beat the f*ck out of him" You beat him til the teacher try pulling you off that boy You prove to him and all who is really the soft ass boy He might've won them battles but my son gone win the war Never not defend yourself when trouble comes aboard I thought bout what he said to me and gave me what I needed How the very next day Tyler come picks on me, he's defeated Oh it's funny how I thought I had finally raised the stakes Cause soon as Tyler came around and slapped me, boy I flaked He walked right off and laughed with the his homies, while I do math in my own head Observing all of the outcomes if I put him in a coma If I drag this lil nigga all up and down through this hallway If I do wrestling moves that I learned from watching on Mondays I had my fist balled up, I'm thinking I'm finna buck I yell his name, he turned around, and staring at me like "What?" I stare back at him, but I'm nervous , overthinking I'm stuck Just my luck, I lose my confidence, he walked off like "tuh" I can't believe it, man I turned around and cried Went to the bathroom and I wiped my puffy eyes What I'm gonna tell my dad, I let that nigga slide? Words cannot express just how I really feel inside Never gone be a man, never gone be a wrestler Never have friends, I'm never gone be accepted Never gone get that girl I always see at breakfast If I tell my dad, really don't know what to expect My daddy took me to the gym with him; he working on his legs again I'm thinking how to tell him how I failed him acting feminine But instead of being truthful, I lied and started impressing him I told him how I beat Tyler's ass and he won't start mess again That was the proudest I have ever seen my dad And he brought that up a lot throughout the years , boy, he would brag About how that day was the day his son had then become a man While I bury what really happened and watch Cena vs Edge "It's like real wrestling action" I see two of us when push comes to shove Will I do this for us? Will you do this for us? I see two of us when push comes to shove Will I do this for us? Will you do this for us? (I need you forever, I see two) Rather not do this without you, I'd (I can't, I can't) Rather not do this without you, I'd (I can't, I can't) Rather not do this without you, I'd (I can't) Rather not do this without you, I'd Rather not do this without you, I'd King's cry, kings cry
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