Death total 49, i'm no 49er i need fifty
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/
What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old
After every show, a dream she hold
I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold
It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old
You was to young a 18 year old
And i drop top off in a hot cold
I'm on the stage, you in the stands
On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands
Really though i'm lebron, really don't got my mind
Ive got a mysterious mind its undefined
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >