Lyrics:
is cryin'
You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
broke like Sammy Davis Jr
The solar followed by the lunar
Followed by the solar
Followed by McDonalds and Coke Cola
The point is that
Whatever the outcome
With Bing Crosby, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr.
(chorus) [the drunks] The rest are solos.
Booze, Mister Booze (Mister Booze), Mister Booze
everybody got a palm out?
Plp, yeah that be me, and that be what I rhyme 'bout
I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout
Rattpack, where you at?
Morningstar
I want you to meet me up by the swings
You don't gotta worry, boy it don't mean nothing
I feel ya, and I know that you're feelin me
Don't fall for
Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bojangles
(Here is something you can't understand)
Tell me y'all, who's the man?
Who's the man? (The Heavster)
("Time keeps
jingle, dangle
Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is something you can't understand)
Tell me y'all, who's the man?
Who's the man?
(The
say I'm only a modist
To me I'm braver, do me a favor, put you on my ?
you could be paid, the label puts you in my place
I'm jewish, like Sammy Davis
of Flavor's
Cyclops watch the bitch beam lasers
And all my diamonds dancing Jr, Sammy Davis
Oh that's you girl
I make her scream see you later
Take her home
I'm the Sammy Davis Jr. Jr. from the Rat Pack
Gravy fuck your bitch and disappear like I'm a Snapchat
That's that gas money
Bitch, I deserve
sock is singing at my funeral
I'm gonna pop out of the coffin and go
"Hey! What the Hell is this about? Sammy Davis Jr. gets Frank Sinatra
And I get
Frankenstein, I give life to what I created
Energetic when I rap, I could never be jaded
Ladies recognise the levels so the men all be hating
Sammy Davis Jr when
know I’m down to ride
Just like Old Jr. says, I just want to be great
Livin’ to my fullest pulling strings till they straight
My daddy taught me well,
Rapper
Smoother than Sammy Davis Jr
Minus the Rat Pack
I'm here to bring cap-less rap back,
Plus set the rat traps
Put numbers on the board like NASDAQ
book me a berth in Sammy Davis City, yeah
Now, Annie and Danny are growin' too fast
And I can't fix the hammock 'cause I'm feelin' half-assed
Those
of the bus playing my new shit
Deeply rooted with the music my grandpa was cool with Sammy Davis Jr.
But how the fuck am I supposed to shine
When I'm
me you need your plan your long heavity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis junior
The solar, followed by the looter, followed by the solar
a Vulcan, lobotomizing MC's, splittin brain cells open
I'm dope when I make feet tap, like I'm
Sammy Davis Jr. with a glass eye full of crack
wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one
Huh,
Ramirez
I have no physical address, I just spiritually manifest
Like mystical hat tricks, split in two in a casket and switch backwards
Sammy Davis Jr
me you need your plan your long heavity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis junior
The solar, followed by the looter, followed by the solar
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
kinda like the Young Sinatra
Mixed with Sammy Davis Jr
Already knowing they are
Two of the best to ever to do it
Rhyming to improve and take rap
And move
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
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