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gawne - dark knight lyrics

[verse]
what’s poppin’?
comin’ up like i’m bobby
under pressure like logic
rap is all that i got, i do not have other options
one direction i follow
i ain’t speaking ’bout a boy band
talking ’bout makin’ it outta
hopelessness, when i was broke as sh+t without a dollar
cold winters in chicago
this the city of gotham
without batman and robin
no one’s saving you but god, this+
life’s a b+tch so i pipe the chick and unfollow
off the grid so quit calling
me, no signal, so don’t copy
they compare me to marshall
once again, i don’t copy
how much more of a martian
shoot for stars, i go apollo
houston, we have a problem
momma’s workin’ too many hours, think it’s time she retire
i’m about to hit the lotto, get it poppin’ like a tire
k!ll the mic, word to myers
music’s hot, i perspire
lil b+tch, i’m on fire
h+lla nice when i’m rhymin’
lines are tight like some flyers
flow deeper than a fryer
think i need to call a diver
words delivered like a pizza box with a driver
this single’s ’bout to kris kringle my bank account when it breaks out like macgyver
stranger things ’bout to happen, situation’s so dire
will motherf+ckin’ byers, comin’ down to the wire
not a man, i’m a giant
buildin’ my whole empire
haters try to get excited
plus she was made outta iron
they throw shade, i’m still shining
i’ma take ’em to the bayou
catch a fade like you caillou
lord forgive me for what i do
your b+tch getting super smashed, like she was zelda on high rule
what’s poppin’
i been
chillin’ up in my c+ckpit
more fly than a pilot
other words, i’m on top, the flight attendants wanna try it
suck my d+ck in the sky till, like the bird, they gon’ swallow
think i’m in the mile+high club
call ’em mary when the f+ckin’ cherry gets to poppin’
umbrella with the stockings
i make cheese, i make dollars, mozarella and cottage
enemies get demolished, like khabib did to connors
so strong with my headlock, someone needs to get a locksmith
referee, call the stoppage
b+tch, i ball like i’m giannis
fling the rock like i’m rogers
when dropping back in the pocket
i’ma pass around the knowledge
lyrically, i’m a scholar
you would think you was in college
listenin’ to me outspoken like joe rogan on his podcast
hulk hogan, i’m a monster
opposition i conquer like eminem k!lling ja rule
over hailey, no comment
body bag and no comment
we have nothin’ in common
i don’t snitch, i don’t comment
you like 6ix9ine in bondage
we have nothin’ in common
like israelis and saudis, we have nothin’ in common
like obama and donald, we have nothin’ in common
chick+fil+a to mcdonald’s, raw dog to a condom
we have nothin’ in common
just me, it’s not u2, and no bono
still i started from the bottom, word to drizzy in toronto
used to work for the sopranos
pizza box and gelato
i was really blue collar
had the heart of a lion
sang, “hakuna matata”
this for mama and papa
sarabi and mufasa
[outro]
huh, what’s poppin’?

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