Lyrics:
Lately it feels like everywhere I go the people are second guessing me
I feel like I could do it better if they'd let me be
But nobody wanna give me
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
vibes around me all seven days
I got bad bitches on my resume
I hit the booth and try to go ahead of Jay, ahead of Ye
Ahead of Gandhi, ahead of myself
lost their jobs and their homes
We are seven billion people
Still I feel totally alone
Nothing ever happened when I was younger
Nothing ever happened
I’m
THROUGH TILL 9
Fighting TRAFFIC just TO SURVIVE
I WATCHED YOU GROW IN YOUR SLEEP
THIS HOW IT FEELS TO BE ALIVE
EVERY SINGLE SECOND
THAT IM BY MYSELF
ACTING
Invested in this child
Spoiled and stained by proud divinity
Gaining at best the perspective and wisdom
Of not even a fleeting century
We have now
to leave
You can stay
You can start by having a chat and then a glass of brandy
Then I will start playing mind games
I know about girls when I play mind
on picking up the cross
To follow
Keep on chasing
Time is getting shorter
By the second people waiting
For sons of God
To be revealed
Throughout all
built up my own fucking Private Island!
Bangarang, Captain Hook
Black mustache and a dapper look
I'm the feather in the cap of the seven seas
And you
like that
Explore the Seven Seas, make me wanna Sinbad
A youngin' gotta fight back
Her friend walk by and said I'm staring too long, whoops my bad
I'm
of the street
Here's an award, fry the umpire
Live by the sword
You'll probably die by gunfire
My rap is like katanas
Severing heads in a splatter
On beats
that i can't seem to quit
I feel my days are shorter than before
Counting the minutes, the seconds my fall
But while i'm still here i offer a toast
To my
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off
a winner?
Then again it's kinda late, so what's up with dinner?
At my place or my place or my place or my place
By the fireplace or the candle light
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
an opportune to play
Flanked by ol' Stew and Trey
Cause there ain't no cure for suicide
Seven seconds after I dissolve into the fiery gates of hell
Locked
of cleanin' your cock
Ya burnt seven niggaz, yo, around the block
You always leave a trail, 'cause your pussy, it smell
Fuckin' ho, ya need to quit thinkin'
on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off the bed and said,
[Cut in Voice]
People always asking me, man how do you make a hit record, well here's what I do
[Abdominal]
Pulling the king and the seven
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
feel
Would she go in shock, die to? ,this shit is real
I wonder how you feel when you know it's right by
And if you do, does your soul go sky high ?
7TH ROW CENTER FIELD YANKEES DOWN BY ONE |I HEARD THE CRACK OF THE BAT THAT GAME WINNING HOME RUN|I STRETCHED OUT MY ARM PRAYING IT WAS LONG
STAND UP (Play Ball)
Words and music by Tommy DeCarlo, Bruce McKagan
grab a dog and a bottle of beer
the ballgames almost here
lets get it on cuz
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