Lyrics:
couldn't leave my sheets
Now I'm in this studio finding pain relief
Had a girl when I started college
Head game something like a scholar
And she was on track
finding out
It don't mean he aint there
Don't mean he ain't workin hard behind the scenes
Waving some magic, making it happen
He's somewhere rolling up his
Never god
Skip-a beat-in life
My mama told me you can make-it-
Big in life
And i just make it, look alright (big)
I took all night
In the studio
the memories
As I walk through the world I find around me
Something new, yet familiar's in the air
I feel it ev'rywhere
Like a child's eyes
On a Christmas
the memories
As I walk through the world I find around me
Something new, yet familiar's in the air
I feel it ev'rywhere
Like a child's eyes
On a Christmas
“Two eyes in orbit, on my hundred-and-eightieth day on the field, in the year 3677 S.C. My mind's focus has been renovated by a petrified landscape.
just to get a reaction
I only say it when I’m planning on actions
Behind the scenes, disqualified for an actor
I wrote the script, why don’t you follow
yourself, before I make a scene
Chingy chain hang low with the bling
Drinks in the air with my pinky ring
I done seen too many break
Let em know, what is
through the mood swings
You must be special
Yeah my future really gleam
See you behind the scenes
Yeah I ask you through the screen
What you see inside
before my heart and now I'm feeling bad
My momma seen the change in me IK she feelin sad
I seen the pain behind the scenes and I'm not tryna add
I'm really
the Beam
Got you and yo boys losin' yo breath like ?
Never disrespect a Legit Balla when on the scene
Oh wee I rip shit like velcro
Get off in the studio
I’ve did
(And I ain’t) I ain’t never had a tutor tho
Astuter student, I ain’t never had a stupid dome
And I ain’t never done a thing inside the studio
Standing by my brothers, kicking back-to-back like I'm Drake
How do you expect to run lad, when you don't take the time to go train
My boys got
completed?
Affirmative, permission to terminate
Permission granted
Bring it on
Fuck Limp Bizkit, man, Jesus
"Ooh, I can put a Z in my name, I'm bad
I'm
Baby your ass is special designer jeans
Know you been dreaming bout finer things
You know I'm tryna get behind the scenes
See what you like from
a cooled down shadowland
A fitting survival by chance
Existence emerged unlooked for
Even in the plunge to darkness
In starlight and in immense depths
Fresh, clean
Fresh, clean
And I'm on that scene and it's obscene
I'm going beast mode, break the fuckin routine
You see that hunger in my eyes, can't
studios
And then everyone grew up
With their fundamental schemas fucked, but, but
But there are lots of fish left in the sea
There are lots of fish in
Go on parade and fade
Hit the scene and slow
Spending all your time with some girl
You'll never get to know
Wound up tight
Dressed all in
These niggas don't beez in the trap
They like bees in this track
Just smoked out
I ain't talking 'bout what you toke out
Get choked out fo'rilly
Forget dying, dying's a myth
I'm going to live, yeah?
Get me in that studio
I'm working my heart and soul
And put everything into it
Kid my brother,
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
With some mamas
Aint no differences between us in the game
Except the talent that's behind it
Uh
No more having to cut back
Or holding back my craft
bungalows where the movie stars gleam
Selling off social opinion for money
Selling off creep-culture in the movie scenes
Kabhir Singh doesn't sit by me
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