Lyrics:
Here's something to remember me by
My famous last words
They say you're famous
Everybody 'round here
Gotcha your number
Glad you found her
I was thinking
the swift hawk circled 'round the clinch mountain rocks
At the school down in Hiltons she would read about the world
Created to be conquered by this poor
the practice makes perfect of
Psychoanalysister and brother and
One that has occupied piper
The majority rule of
My attention squad by the right
Number one two
are standing by the pay phones, by the stairs
I walk straight into your arms and you hold me there
I am falling slowly backwards
Right into your
Huey’s dominating the skies
Swarming hornets as they fly
Warned they are by the engine sounds
Prepared they await as they touch the ground
Confident
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
stage leaving
I'd rather fly in a Huey, that's my dream
Got no ticket for the steam train smoking
But you can put me on a Harley Davidson
Our dreams were
me what the race is
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them by their places
See it
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish
changeless
Some worry bout the name, wanna be famous
Some end up with they brain
Blown off by the stainless
Flipping through the TV and I’m
Like yo ain’t shit
mainstream
Huey keep that thang and if you act up let it rain
Type of nigga snatch a nigga out his chain
Made this beat I know it bang ho
Bitch I’m stacking
weed in the booth I'm not even supposed to be
I'm supposed to be drinking water
ByTheWayIMadeThisBeat
I don't understand I don't... Huey Dunnit Again
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It's Friday night
Not a care in sight
Just a good time
Just a good time
Then you walked by
Can't believe my eyes
Gotta meet you tonight
Meet you
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
Benz
I promise Playboi we get the tape out 'fore the weekend
It's over, too famous to sneak in
Wolverine in a sheep skin, I be goin' off the deep end
I got an uncle Huey, he's got a boat down in Main-à-Dieu
And when I lost my job at Devco, he says have I got a job for you
See I put my faith into no
A thousand hands applaud tonight
I sing my songs my star shines bright
I stop and smile, I take by bow
I leave the stage and then somehow
on
All good that's more my speed
Film crew when I'm moving, moving
Rolly's I commute in, commute in
Tailored suit by Gucci, Gucci
Signed 13s I hoop in,
I wanna be famous
you know what it means (yeah)
Yeah, you know what it means...
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a billionaire
I want my face known by
Dravion met a man and his name is Mr. Whipple.
He's an executive top-notch record producer.
By scouting the cities he finds the bands that will be
You're all I have
You're all I have
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Trying to get to you
In hopes
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
came to hang a gold one on the wall
The town in which he lived is not important
But you'll know which town I mean by the time I'm through
He soon
Are encased in orange rinds
All times and seasons are the reasons
That people and their clans
Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird
With glue and rubber
I don't have time for Cain and able raps
The MC who sat by the lake perhaps
Staring at your wave
But now he's waving back
And I am so niel in da
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