open mike eagle - no selling (uncle butch pretends it don't hurt) lyrics
[intro]
ahh
ow
uh
yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 1: open mike eagle]
i got a keep a facade
i got a play it cool
like when you with a girl and she go away to school
gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts
strong face, strong jaw, shown through my compet-tors
i tear my acl, and wouldn’t even limp
i keep my head up high, so i can read the blimps
don’t even scream if something hot burns my finger tips
i just wait a couple seconds then i reattempt
had a weird childhood, my sh-t was wild hood
but crying ain’t my style cause i can smile good
i don’t take sh-t personal, i don’t get jealous
you can leave my name off, you can misspell it
i ain’t with yelling
i ain’t even mad
i ain’t screaming, catching feelings, and breathing bad, yeah
my favorite phrase is “so what?”
i’m stone-cut, i’m bad to the bone, no need to blow up
calm before the storm or something
i ain’t cried since ’94 or something
[chorus: open mike eagle]
my legs tired cause i been running things
that sh-t is exhausting, i’m in a ton of pain
but i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling
tryna write fire, my pen full of flame
that sh-t burned my hand, i’m in a ton of pain
but i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling
[verse 2: open mike eagle]
i won’t sweat it, it happened to brothers every year
i hit my thumb with a hammer and wouldn’t shed a tear, yeah
still waters, i’m running real deep
airplane hit turbulence, sh-t, i’m still ‘sleep
i hit my knee on the bed corner and run a sprint
i cried once, but haven’t for every summer since
for those of you that’s doubting, i take it that far
i had an asthma attack during the last bar
[chorus: open mike eagle]
my legs tired cause i been running things
that sh-t is exhausting, i’m in a ton of pain
but i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling
tryna write fire, my pen full of flame
that sh-t burned my hand, i’m in a ton of pain
but i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling, i’m no selling
[verse 3: open mike eagle]
you ain’t coming then send a note
that sh-t get to me, i pretend it don’t
i gotta keep a facade
i gotta play it cool
like when you with a girl and she away in school
gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts
strong face, strong jaw, shown through my compet-tors
it ain’t me in this spot, wishing it could’ve been
the homie got that sh-t, well f-cking good for him
[outro]
that part
right there
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