![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
paul williams [nz] - jump pt. ii lyrics
i thought i’d probably die in prison. nah, i’m only kiddin’
i kinda hope i die in monte carlo on a mission
like me and her are kissin’, i hear a distant hissin’
i throw her off that boat and hope that bullet wasn’t missin’
i take it in my heart, i fall onto my knees
it’s like that jordan 12 ad where everybody freeze
like the whole world just got threatened by police
my final thought is “d-mn i’m glad i’m not keanu reeves”
cause that was the most baller death ever
and leaning back and dodging that would not have been that clever
i’ll never be the chosen one cause fun is my endeavor
so while i’m here i swear i’m gonna get her mother effer
get up
[hook]
i get up
and no one’s gonna bring me down
yup, i wish that i looked less like me and more like alden ehrenreich
i wish that i was hot like tea: 99 c/211 fahrenheit
but i hate my face like girls hate their waist
i hate to generalise but generally guys are not even aware of their weights
let alone how many calories are on their plates
that’s probably s-xist. i apologise if that’s the case
moving onto race, i shouldn’t even rap
or enter in a race on a hundred meter track
cause i ain’t black, in fact i’m like that snow –
standing next to casper you would think he was my shadow
i ain’t got a chateau, i live in a flat bro
rap about that dough but i ain’t got jack though
like rose when she let jack die
down but never out you can bet that i
will get up
[hook]
yeah, i’m tintin with dark hair
i’m james bond, i’m bruce wayne, i’m a tiger/eagle/shark/bear
i don’t care. i’m crazy. the white version of jay-z
a young cary grant and a big virgil tracy
you know that dude da vinci? well essentially he traced me
for that vitruvian man and he just changed the face. the
times they are a changing but i won’t let it change me
i’m bowie and i’m dylan and i’m willin’ to remain me
i will not be altered i’m like a bride that just bolted
if you compare me to anyone then you will get -ssaulted
i’m back on a beat like a copper, i treat success like a robber
i’ve been depressed and not growing but now i’m blowing up proper
so get up
[hook]
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- kool a.d. - saved by the bell lyrics
- orelsan - 2010 lyrics
- mala rodríguez - galaxias cercanas lyrics
- brandon harrod - we promised lyrics
- the world famous tony williams - another you lyrics
- bisz - zawleczki, nakrętki, kapsle lyrics
- evidence - good times lyrics
- buggles - video killed the radio star - single version lyrics
- brace - vijand - feat. kempi lyrics
- ruben pozo - rucu rucu lyrics