Lyrics:
There's a place I know
Where they treat you like Elvis
Where you're free to do whatever the hell you want to do
You can speak your mind
Or just listen
the Dolce Vita
Up on the roof
Above the city
Under the smoke of the factories
I see:
Elvis boys that throw cellies in the air
Second avenue girls with their
like
The breeze by the lake
She gon' buss it open
Ain't no need for the pay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She burn the boy to ashes (Hoii, oh no)
Say she
woman (So true)
You see these east Memphis boys with
Some loot around them but
Hush hush we keep that down
On the lower level
I know bail is the last word
wrote it by myself bitch,
gimmie all of mine cuz im feeling kind of selfish,
when i die imma be a legend like Elvis,
leave a lotta whole lot more answers
distant, for Kai I'mma have this
She like the way that I rap now she fuckin' with Casper
Praying to me on her knees, I'm a pastor
Rockstar, bitch, I'm
passing by like wine
If you say my name somewhere, make a missed call
Because I did not answer
We want to take a class
Free
[Chorus]
Let's go
We saw in
only get a rain cheque
Rent's high I'm not they've got me by the neck
But you can never have too many sunnies or guitars
Them and just a handful
I was just a little boy
My father said to me
Don't ever play with guns
Or watch too much TV
Now I'm watching Elvis
On a jumbo screen
With a big
[Devil's Voice]
You are now in the presence
Of a real "G"
Affiliated with straight up murders
Theifs and every thing else you can
Think of
My son you
Elvis, you came crashing down
By the look on your face you was a little bit loaded
We came here to win, we didn't come for the entertainment
Whoa
I
old, you're old, how old
Man, it's nice out, and this day is
Made by God, now, celebrate it
Life is too brief, let's complain less
You Nirvana imitators
on Jambalaya
Now before I could walk, I had a guitar in my hand
By the time I could talk, I had my own band
I went on the road when I was eight years old
When I
like a Juul n' shit
Bitch, I'm MOSHPXT, how I'm shootin' shit
You Justin Bieber with that baby
Glock when you up that, you Ludacris
(Aye, what) mAC 10s
and indians have changed - they've changed
We've got James Dean on the silver screen
We've got James Brown he won't let you down
Now Elvis was the king
Peter Pan, I understand the rules
No one can fly, but somehow we get by
We're accidentally awesome and dangerous fools
Making real time out
how they rate it
Cop tens by the two when I take it
It's numbing my body, I'm always sedated, yeah
(And what you can't do?)
And I can't be running
on his way and I can tell you for sure
He'll be driving girls wild by the time he's four
"Cause he'll rock like Elvis and sing like Jones
Born to be
all sounds the same to me now
I've already heard everything that they're singing about
Sometimes I think about Elvis
How cool it would be to be king
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