Rodman

Yo
This life's a madders ya know
I don't feel like many people understand me & that you know what I mean
But fuck it am gonna win anyway
Like Dennis Rodman you get me?
Yeah
Alright listen

When I found out Cook had died it put them tears in my eyes
See we struggle, we survive
But we fight throughout the night
So it fucked me up a lot to hear my guy had took his life
23 years young so it's far from fuckin right, That he ain't hear by my side
I build a zoot up as I cry
Blow my wishes to the sky
Now am praying on them better days
Been putting work in, so I hope to see a better change
Let my mind just elevate, my brothers there they set me straight
So every day we celebrate
We bbq, drink it up, an then we get another crate
Been known to do that every other fuckin' day
Fuck it mate
Truthfully the music no it doesn't pay
See us struggle through the rain
But keep our heads high, know the money's on it way
Yeah I'll be home soon but am not gonna stay
I've made my bed, I've made my bed, I know where I lay
It's NE6, Heaton side, that's home mate
Yes I roam the back lane
I been out here in the night
I've been out here in the dark
I've been out here on my ones
I've been out here wid my dargz
I know they got my back
And the bites worse than the bark
Yeah the bites worse than the bark

Conversations with the greatest make me feel that I can make it
Team be real, never fake it
Eating good, it's breakfast steaks bitch
It's breakfast steaks
Checkered shirts
Nights are late
Working hard, but hardly paid
It's time me to make a change
Old friends am parting ways
Am partly waved, trapped inside my martian ways
I haven't phoned ma Ma for days
I think I need to call her
And ask how she's been doing
But a find it hard to talk to her, and it's peak because that's true
So I get deep upon tune
To speak about my demons, all the things that I been through
The good days, the dark days where a really need a zoot
My eyes are heavy, drifting off
I felt like I should give it up
I really didn't care my spirits needed lifting up
Till a found good people, all we do is live it up

Yeah, it's breakfast steaks bitch
And that's the breakfast of champions

"But erm, this games been very good to me, erm you know
I could have been anywhere in the world
I coulda been, I coulda been dead
I coulda been a drug dealer, I coulda been homeless
I was homeless
And a lot of you guys that's been here
And a lot of you guys that's here that's in the hall of fame, know what I'm talking about living in the projects
And tryna get out the projects, and erm, I did that, but it took a lot of hard work
And a lot of bumps along the road



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Writer(s): J Spinkz
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