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Christian Lane

Christian Lane (born May 9, 1975) is an American singer-songwriter and music producer. His first band, Loud Lucy, was part of the Chicago indie-rock scene of the early-to-mid-1990s. more »

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Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
I'll say it politely,
Bass heavy, I don't take it lightly
Mark the box with check like Nike
Not saying I'm the best, but I might be

I'm doing my dance every step by step all the way to the end zone
I don't go half way no weird side hug make you feel in the friend zone
Not the type to say period like the dot after every last word that you end on
My words like crayons
Never gonna stay in the lines when the mics on
I like it, I love it
Gotta have it like Cold stone
Reading three:16 no stone cold
I rap with a mic with no cord
So I can jump in the crowd no surfboard
Riding the wave, never touching the floor
Flying off of the stage now I can soar
My God is that clutch all the way to the floor board
Making the atheists screamin oh lord
Hi, excuse me
Would you please play my song
If you don't like it that's okay cuz your opinions wrong
My momma, she says that it her favorite song
Y'all gonna see, y'all will believe
This it the part where you sing

Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
I'll say it politely
Bass heavy, I don't take it lightly
Mark the box with check like Nike
Not saying I'm the best, but I might be

Christ in my speaker, I follow the leader
I don't wanna be ya, I point them to Jesus
Eyes on the king, no falling Peter
No I'm not a reader, but the Bible's my heater
God's will a wall that I can lean on
Might not make sense like I'm speaking in Klingon
Broke on the ground that is what he saw
Picked me up when I'm down like a see saw
Feel the wind blow like we all in a drop top
Long for yesterday, like Beatles with the mop tops
Bring back drip like fellas in a crop tops
Bumping Selena now we all do the cha cha
We like the spice put it into the salsa
I am Sicilian put that sauce in the pasta
Shaking my dreads just like I'm a Rasta
Don't know where to go put them up to the fatha
Every time I get a beat It seems I always find a way
To get the pit and make them mosh
No matter if it's just a snare and toms
And all the moms start to freaking out and screaming oh my gosh
Look for the secret and find it
The answer is clear no needing hide it
All of us Christians we ready to riot
We along for the ride and God is the pilot

Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
I'll say it politely,
Bass heavy, I don't take it lightly
Mark the box with check like Nike
Not saying I'm the best, but I might be

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer