datghostdough - the course lyrics
i get the motivation
ya innovation
drag me down like gravity
i’m the space station
been takin’ notes
to give inspiration
i love this nation
take problems out the equation
first there was a wanna be lunk
i swear he said he made funk
thought he was jordan
thought he could basketball dunk me in his trunk
saying my raps deliver no message
i disagree
haven’t heard from you in a while
so i’ll let you be
then there was he who follows
i heard what he said
but it don’t affect how i swallow
still ain’t messin’ wit my head
hes just a stalker
a talker
probably livin in a shed
now lemme tell you about this kid
rose some drama
got sent to someplace and hid
irritated me enough to tell my mama
inside i said c’mon jus’ lemme whack em’
irritated so much i could walk up and crack em’
he should learn to not touch women
or else they’ll smack em’
i don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
men sayin they favorite part of the
is to come home to dinner
mine is writing lyrics on this paper
everyone keeps sayin’
its connections that make you famous
while the rest of us sit here prayin’
feelin’ what shame is
i always believed in lettin’ the best man win
but how can a man win
if he ain’t got nowhere to begin
i say it all the time
my chances are pretty thin
they are even lower
considering were i been
a word to the wise
you know you got it hard
when everyone don’t care were you are in music
and backstabbers are stabbin’ you with a shard
but you know what they say
play the right card
and you might grow up to
own your own yard
be able to support a family
or even walk out scarred
i don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
so here’s another story from ya boy ole’ ghost
you can spread hate, but better gimme the most
it’ll inspire my fire
a ticks grip on its host
you wouldn’t know about roastin’
if you roasted a pork
took all the rhymes of biggie
an’ ate em with a fork
you don’t have any room to talk
no room to gawk
no place to stalk
no attempts to block
same problems different day
they life’s a hard knock
especially if you knockin’ the jock
revenge’ll come full speed
nose diving like a hawk
not gonna try to get y’all
that would be a waste time
ain’t gonna try to sue ya
that would be a waste of a dime
and if i keep talkin’ bout ya
that would be a waste of a rhyme
trying to come and get me
would be a waste of a crime
i don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
don’t care if their taller
don’t care if their bigger
don’t care for a scholar
and don’t care for a sinner
and stop hoping for my loss
i don’t claim to be a winner
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