Lyrics:
Well normally at this point, you'd hear me sing
And I'd be doin' that acoustic guitar thing
So by now you're probably wondring what's going on
Cause
(uh-huh)
Inspired by The Foo Fighters, if you quit, then you tired
And you liars could get a whole drum, and a new wire
Blood in my hands
The wrong nigga
how you used to love it
A nigga spew through the music, acoustics, cool kid
Used to pursue excuses, truth is, I was truant in school
So its influence
a disguise look at your kills straight in the eyes
Who are you talking too
Im not in a talking mood (Grrr)
Thats why I keep a tool
Cause niggas be acting foo
When I was down bad
Had to get it by my lonely
But now that I'm up
Everybody wanna call me
But I ain't got no hand out for yall
See I'm good on my
lambo
Dont need the keys
You wana see me but imA ghost
Just feel my breeze
Ain No cross on me
I am a god
I worship me
Step on my feet
He cold cut
You
the better
Stoppin the hustle naw you could never
Verses Im comin light as a feather
If the vibe right than we rockin forever
I foo wit go gettas
Don't foo wit
dirt dust, must you see me
hittin like beepers, beep beep, vibrate
Take swift shake swift with myth, while you smoke a spliff
Change strange
the taking tonight
One by one we'll conquer
I know you a fighter
So baby let me be yours for life yeah
You dey found me chap chap
Off the market I'm a produce
in looking good, know I peep you
Got my oros on, you probably think that I ain't see you
I kinda want you cause I know you got a good heart
Got your
but he the Craig
You tha type to get bullied in the locker room, by a rag
You on the grill get you flipped over like a cheeseburger
Always chasing
en ti
Inti
En ti y yo
Es una deuda
Callao perro la temperatura
A cambair
Im going to be a foo and a bean til the day I leave this dimension you and I
time you mutha fucking wake
You must not woke up by the Lord, did you wake? Run a check up
I keep some in my trunk for you foo foo ass
Niggas trying run
changing, actin’ new
I might be gone but I’m still gunnin’ and I’m coming back for you
I’m a fighter, born in fire, molded by a blaster
And a dark master,
hand
Ready for the next band
We're fashionably late
Foo Fighters on stage
Dave floats by and waves
Beneath low-flying clouds
Descending to the sound,
the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones the music can go wrong
You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet
henna tattoos, stomping black boots
Grabbing fat boobs, dude, I'm looking at you
Half screwed little rascals don't know how to say "No"
Foo Fighters
of the Eagle (no no no)
I can't be the keeper of your love no more (no more)
You can't tame the raw of the tiger, You're a beautiful fighter
But sometimes love
Chow mein brain, chow down on your weak frame
See chow and skate
I'm Chow Yun-fat with the gauge
Creatures hangin' off the wings of the plane
Foo
makes you one too
If you’re proud of this shit, you’re a foo,
Not a fighter
I’ll pocket your lighter at the least
You’ve awoken the beast
The wolves be
be murder, and thugs and drugs
But they be on the low, and hardly heard of,
Except if you watch the news.
See,
If there was no Hip Hop in society,
college, if you ask me what I learned
I would tell you 'bout my daily instrumental concern
I see my peers getting interviews, they tryna decide
Well I just
nigga (what goin down nigga)
It's about Lil Jon (uh huh), Eastside Boyz
Yo check this shit out
Lemme see you get crunk
Lemme see you get bunk
Listening to Foo Fighters
Somehow reminds me of you
Treating me so gently
Like a sister than a lover
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking why we're
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