Lyrics:
4th of July
(words and music by Randall Wayne Belt and Brian Kious)
4th of July Lyrics
Dance with me real close
Don't tell me lies
You got all
a year
It's a little slice of heaven by the sea
Look, there's restaurants (A midway)
A gigantic concert hall
(The biggest funhouse ever seen)
A volcano
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
texture
Rumor is the Lootpack is possessed mad fixture
Break down your inside and your vocab structure
I be the beat conductor, I be the rhyme
the way nowadays
Fuck it I'm out the loop like I'm jumping out hula hoop
Classmates they been getting pregnant don't even wonder by who
A nigga I told
and took my steps
Rumors fell off but we bounced back i then swiped card bust phones and moved ounce crack
Rappers getting rob out of town but they wont
Looking at the old friends, where the fuck the new ones
All these goddamn old friends tellin fuckin rumors
Used to have good friends, now I only got
the wonder
People told of from man to man
The God of all almightyness
Had arrived from a foreign land
The rumors told of a man
Who had come from
wonder will I Make it
I got a chain
Smoke in the pistol it blow out Her brain
I can’t restrain, nah I let it bang
Robin jeans, car Bruce Wayne
Girl gotta
want Barry Allen
I gave you Bruce Wayne
You treated me like Jimmy Fallon
Not in yo League
You say I'm not in yo league for real
I run the league
You
'cause I don't care what you saying
Way I flow on the track feeling like Usain
Studio the batcave feeling like Bruce Wayne
Batman the Dark Knight wondering
show 'em how to do it
Yea
I remember grey skies now the hunnids blue
Now the cars, clothes, hoes coming by the two
I remember grey skies now the hunnids
your nigga P Neck
I just saw the rumors on the news
Got shot by a cop
Wonder if my nigga still still fucken alive
Tears falling straight from my eyes
appeared
And some say we never showed up
And some say that we came from the ocean
So who's to judge, so who's the judge
And it makes me always wonder why
rumors last
Always judged by what's in your past
But their not true
That wasn't you
I want you
Could it be that simple?
I tried to only ask before
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
Ain't nobody fucking with me
First degree murder, you can get your degree
Motherfucker
And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman
Tune gonna
so I don't know
Life is crazy ain't it can be sweet like candy cane and bring major pain like damion Wayne's
U made yo name by claiming satan
I'm
a fucking goblin
Nothing like Wayne, bitch I’m more like Dennis Rodman
You know that I’m a problem
Wait hold up, you know that I’m a problem
No calculator can
I’m smoking trees
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah
I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around
See you talking but I don't listen
Cause my head has been in a prison
Look at life and wonder what's missing
And up to God and wonder if he's kidding
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
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