Songtexte Be a King - e-dubble

Yeah
Hey, everybody
My name is E-Dubble
Their name is PJ Harvey
Let's go
Momma told me, ay, ay (yeah), ay, ay (Black Paisley)
My momma told me (uh-huh), ay, ay, ay, ay (yuh, yuh, come on)

My momma told me
One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king
And my poppa told me
It's ok to say when shit hurts, don't forget your dreams
'Cause they'll get you through this
So-called life they call living but I call it strange
And I bet I'll do it
'Cause I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain (yeah)

Ayy, Mr. Sunshine, Mr. Rainstorm
Meet me in the conference room, we need to brainstorm
Need some middle ground, need an even keel
But you're at war, picking sides give me fever chills

Take 'em both like my flu shot broke
I need the give and take to keep me out of that mope
My head above water, thoughts to those lost this week
Call this tragedy say on repeat

Like we can't shake shit, I can't speak on it
Fist to the sky, but I can't beat on it
Drink in my cup, so I'm gon' sip on 'em
Cam Newts probably pissed, you can't stiff arm him

All these levels of these relative problems
And benevolence is elegance for those who can solve 'em
I'm feelin' pretty low, like I'm stuck at the bottom
But I know I'll rebound like the Bulls with Rodman

I am just exactly what I will be
Just a guy who can rhyme and chop ill beats
One day, I'll recover from what ails me
'Til then, I'm on that, fuck what the sales be

My momma told me
One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king
And my poppa told me
It's ok to say when shit hurts, don't forget your dreams
'Cause they'll get you through this
So-called life they call living but I call it strange
And I bet I'll do it
'Cause I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain

Yeah, they talk about death, we tryna live life
While their signal says left but they really going right
But who cares they got nothing to improve upon
Meanwhile, we pass them, fast lane, Rubicon

Uh, so let the shit storm rang in
They try to dap us up, but we just leave 'em hangin'
Yeah, so let 'em catch up with the language
They can talk shit, but you know that we can manage

Argh, they say we tired of the metaphors
They are only pissed that they never really ready for 'em
Uh, so go ahead and get ready for 'em
Pop another bottle 'cause you're gonna need a steady arm

Uh, it's like we're livin' in a Tron game
Lines are all blurred 'cause we sippin' on the Bombay
Uh, John Stock versus LeBron James
No competition when you factor in the time change

Babe Ruth sucks, fuck what the books say
I could strike him out with three pitches in an arm sling
Yeah, and we can do anything
Momma said it's true, and I put that on everything

My momma told me
One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king
And my poppa told me
It's ok to say when shit hurts, don't forget your dreams
'Cause they'll get you through this
So-called life they call living but I call it strange
And I bet I'll do it
'Cause I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain

We don't ask for the doors to close in this life
So we hopin', they keep 'em open
And if they shut those doors, we smash the skylight
'Til it's broken, and smell the roses
Need to take that time to find our own road
So we focused, on what's golden
And our gold don't shine, it's not from no mine
So we're not just living for a token

My-my-my-my momma told me
One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king
And my poppa told me
It's ok to say when shit hurts, don't forget your dreams
'Cause they'll get you through this
So-called life they call living but I call it strange
And I bet I'll do it
'Cause I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain

My-my-my-my momma told me
One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king
And my poppa told me
It's ok to say when shit hurts, don't forget your dreams
'Cause they'll get you through this
So-called life they call living but I call it strange
And I bet I'll do it
'Cause I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain

Yeah, happy Saint Patrick's Day everybody
Happy March Madness
Hope your brackets doing well
Happy birthday to my pops
It was yesterday but it still counts
Erm, Black Paisley Records
My name is E-Dubble

I hope everyone's doing well
If you haven't copped a mixtape
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And um, it's 3:32 p.m. on Thursday, March 17th
And I haven't even had a drink yet today
This is, this is stupid

Erm, uh, let's see here
West Virginia University advances in the NCAA bracket past Clemson 84-76
Ok, congratulations, 41 minutes ago
Let's see, is there anything a little more recent
Is there anything this is-, this is the-, this is the proof of life
This is when I hold up the newspaper

Ya know, I was supposed to be doing paperwork all day today
Barkers gonna be pissed, but instead I made a song
Oh, and shout out to uh PJ Harvey for the-, for the sample
I hear she recorded that album in like a church or something
So uh, anyway
I'll see you guys later
I'll see ya, take care