orec - lifetime lyrics
[hook]
these the real beats
play in the real streets
f-ck ya fake deals mate, these the real meets
climb on in honey
mine the real sheets
still the bad kids runnin’ from the real police
buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats
if i were jesus, you know i’d heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes
heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes
yeah!
[verse 1]
freshed up
im all dressed up
it don’t matter where, i’m gonna be your guest star
you d-mn guessed it
i’m drinkin’ out the best gl-ss
whatever girl i’m with, she got the best -ss
i put my dreams first, other sh-t dead last
i’m not worried, with ya girl i got the best chance
big k collect hotties and he let the rest p-ss
yeah he let the rest p-ss
i’m sh-t at swimming but you know i’m good at breast-stroke
i know this one guy from mel, and he’s the best bloke
left wing guy
more pepsi, less c0ke
mano a mano, hermano?
come here and get choked!
these days what’s an artist to do
paint a picture and get up in two?
van-go the f-ck away, we’re a party of two
so f-cked up that we can’t even move
[hook]
these the real beats
play in the real streets
f-ck ya fake deals mate, these the real meets
climb on in honey
mine the real sheets
still the bad kids runnin’ from the real police
buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats
if i were jesus, you know i’d heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes
heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes
yeah!
[verse 2]
i feel i’m trapped, ay i’m cryin’ for help
seems this song is just writin’ itself
who’s got a question, come on now, hands up, don’t yell!
why all the girls being kind to ya belt?
ummm
what can i say, man, i’m one of a kind
so take a seat if you’re feeling inclined
i mean, let me make clear; i’m not normally lined
i’m a chest filled with diamonds inside
big k came along, said my rhymes were dope
he knew i got the hope and the flow to gloat
motorboat pros on the road to rome
you might not yet but get ready know ’em, f-ck oath!
unknown but still the kind that you read about
so keep in mind when you’re eatin’ out;
pocket ya wallet and in 2 years time you can grab tickets to a “kid enno” show
and that’s somethin’ you’ll be needin’ now
[hook x3]
these the real beats
play in the real streets
f-ck ya fake deals mate, these the real meets
climb on in honey
mine the real sheets
still the bad kids runnin’ from the real police
buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats
if i were jesus, you know i’d heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes
heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes
yeah!
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