Song | Hell of a Rhyme |
Artist | Luke Christopher |
Album | The Wonder Years (Part One) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse 1] | |
I was born on noble back when ******s had to run away quick, see | |
Old folks never like when young ass kids be | |
Shooting hoops down by the drive-way | |
And if I hit the ball over the wall, I'd have to go and take the side way | |
I say, I say | |
I may have raised some hell at my schools | |
Fighting in lines and trying to stay cool | |
Like Urkel, on the wall like murals | |
In my hoodie and my air force one pair more | |
Though I was not a scholar, I could make the ladies holler | |
Started spittin' from the heart when they was spitting from the wallet | |
Talking 'bout how they forever kings, yeah right | |
Forever never long as it do seem, yeah right | |
I used to, tell stories at the park on the playground | |
And after dark if ever the cops would come we’d have to stay down | |
Told my ****** Adrian, shh they heard you lay down | |
I'mma hit the hill and flip the bird on the way down | |
See that was how we rolled, that was how we rolled | |
We were never hood but we had a lot of soul, so | |
Anytime I'm back at home doing a show yo | |
I have the mother ****** bouncing like a pogo | |
[Hook] | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Call up the homies get a bottle of wine | |
And I'll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Drive to the store get a bottle of wine | |
And I'll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
[Verse 2] | |
I was wearing them off-white chucks with the floral printed pants | |
With only 15 bucks we took a cab to the dance | |
Hopped out with the baddest chicks in the room | |
Heard the teachers saying, "Man I'm glad they graduate soon," yes! | |
And on the nights where we were hurting for real | |
We'd drive through Beverly hills just to see how it feels | |
If the weather was cold, we would hit up a show | |
Tried to sneak into the back so I can spit them a flow | |
If we was late, we rode our bikes after the bus | |
We were the legends of the summer, there's a chapter for us | |
In a book somewhere, yeah somewhere pretty | |
In an old library in a forgotten city, man! | |
Life is the fastest | |
Ain't nobody tell you 'bout the life of a rapper | |
It's all, money and gold, cars and hoes | |
But diamonds don’t ************ne in the dark | |
Ergo we sayin' this! | |
[Hook] x2 |
Verse 1 | |
I was born on noble back when s had to run away quick, see | |
Old folks never like when young ass kids be | |
Shooting hoops down by the driveway | |
And if I hit the ball over the wall, I' d have to go and take the side way | |
I say, I say | |
I may have raised some hell at my schools | |
Fighting in lines and trying to stay cool | |
Like Urkel, on the wall like murals | |
In my hoodie and my air force one pair more | |
Though I was not a scholar, I could make the ladies holler | |
Started spittin' from the heart when they was spitting from the wallet | |
Talking ' bout how they forever kings, yeah right | |
Forever never long as it do seem, yeah right | |
I used to, tell stories at the park on the playground | |
And after dark if ever the cops would come we' d have to stay down | |
Told my Adrian, shh they heard you lay down | |
I' mma hit the hill and flip the bird on the way down | |
See that was how we rolled, that was how we rolled | |
We were never hood but we had a lot of soul, so | |
Anytime I' m back at home doing a show yo | |
I have the mother bouncing like a pogo | |
Hook | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Call up the homies get a bottle of wine | |
And I' ll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Drive to the store get a bottle of wine | |
And I' ll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
Verse 2 | |
I was wearing them offwhite chucks with the floral printed pants | |
With only 15 bucks we took a cab to the dance | |
Hopped out with the baddest chicks in the room | |
Heard the teachers saying, " Man I' m glad they graduate soon," yes! | |
And on the nights where we were hurting for real | |
We' d drive through Beverly hills just to see how it feels | |
If the weather was cold, we would hit up a show | |
Tried to sneak into the back so I can spit them a flow | |
If we was late, we rode our bikes after the bus | |
We were the legends of the summer, there' s a chapter for us | |
In a book somewhere, yeah somewhere pretty | |
In an old library in a forgotten city, man! | |
Life is the fastest | |
Ain' t nobody tell you ' bout the life of a rapper | |
It' s all, money and gold, cars and hoes | |
But diamonds don' t ne in the dark | |
Ergo we sayin' this! | |
Hook x2 |
Verse 1 | |
I was born on noble back when s had to run away quick, see | |
Old folks never like when young ass kids be | |
Shooting hoops down by the driveway | |
And if I hit the ball over the wall, I' d have to go and take the side way | |
I say, I say | |
I may have raised some hell at my schools | |
Fighting in lines and trying to stay cool | |
Like Urkel, on the wall like murals | |
In my hoodie and my air force one pair more | |
Though I was not a scholar, I could make the ladies holler | |
Started spittin' from the heart when they was spitting from the wallet | |
Talking ' bout how they forever kings, yeah right | |
Forever never long as it do seem, yeah right | |
I used to, tell stories at the park on the playground | |
And after dark if ever the cops would come we' d have to stay down | |
Told my Adrian, shh they heard you lay down | |
I' mma hit the hill and flip the bird on the way down | |
See that was how we rolled, that was how we rolled | |
We were never hood but we had a lot of soul, so | |
Anytime I' m back at home doing a show yo | |
I have the mother bouncing like a pogo | |
Hook | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Call up the homies get a bottle of wine | |
And I' ll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
Yeah, so get your hands high | |
If you in the mood for a hell of a time | |
Drive to the store get a bottle of wine | |
And I' ll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like | |
Verse 2 | |
I was wearing them offwhite chucks with the floral printed pants | |
With only 15 bucks we took a cab to the dance | |
Hopped out with the baddest chicks in the room | |
Heard the teachers saying, " Man I' m glad they graduate soon," yes! | |
And on the nights where we were hurting for real | |
We' d drive through Beverly hills just to see how it feels | |
If the weather was cold, we would hit up a show | |
Tried to sneak into the back so I can spit them a flow | |
If we was late, we rode our bikes after the bus | |
We were the legends of the summer, there' s a chapter for us | |
In a book somewhere, yeah somewhere pretty | |
In an old library in a forgotten city, man! | |
Life is the fastest | |
Ain' t nobody tell you ' bout the life of a rapper | |
It' s all, money and gold, cars and hoes | |
But diamonds don' t ne in the dark | |
Ergo we sayin' this! | |
Hook x2 |