paroles de chanson The Peoples Champ - Saint Joe
The
champ
is
here
everybody
make
way
You
focused
on
that
seventh
day
of
rest
I'm
that
eighth
day
They
smoke
and
fake
flames
I
am
on
my
A
game
Shadow
box
rocks
take
headstones
make
graves
And
scared
of
nothing
punches
are
career
crushing
Have
your
thoughts
posted
on
the
wall
like
you
shared
something
The
microphone
is
my
belt
and
if
they
dare
touch
it
Tossing
fists
reckless
in
every
direction
I'm
air
drumming
Talking
that
liver
punch
one
two
dinner
lunch
Swipe
left
right
put
the
foe
down
like
tinder
sucks
How
a
degenerate
this
ill
turning
men
to
dust
How
I'm
a
veteran
that
still
has
beginners
luck
We
stay
exotic
Mufasa
no
Scar
here
They
never
used
to
really
wanna
hear
now
they
all
ears
They
putting
friends
on
a
cross
and
then
install
spears
Now
days
it's
like
they
measure
loyalty
in
dog
years
That
feeling
welling
in
your
chest
is
what
we
call
fear
Think
you
Professor
X
but
we
just
call
em
Charles
here
Afraid
of
confrontation
disappear
until
it's
all
clear
A
professional
have
em
Self
reflecting
like
a
tall
mirror
Half
man
half
beast
yeah
Minotaur
A
thief
In
your
home
with
your
broad
I'll
be
in
her
drawers
Snatching
numbers
after
witty
bars
like
a
tinder
whore
You
got
those
soft
thoughts
nobody'd
pay
a
penny
for
Mercy
kill
a
starving
artist
until
they're
gone
and
rotted
Even
reptiles
in
cold
blood
like
a
modern
comet
You
At
home
doing
nothing
but
hating
Gotta
drop
a
comment
Guys
don't
forget
to
subscribe
that
makes
me
wanna
vomit
All
I
do
is
Lay
siege
on
great
beats
Break
beaks
daily
Mr
T
and
the
A
team
Get
green
everyday
just
don't
end
up
in
state
greens
Your
style
played
out
like
fakes
and
drake
memes
Uh
this
dude
could
just
do
it
Don't
ever
trust
a
dude
ain't
been
through
it
that's
putting
you
through
it
They
say
that
they
winning
I
see
that
they
losing
They
say
they
the
boss
I
see
that
they
moochin
Listen
Every
time
I
write
a
bar
it's
a
raise
the
bar
challenge
Straight
bizarre
how
I'm
smiling
while
your
major
parts
swelling
Righteous
commander
at
your
ears
like
Tyson
Evander
Slice
up
your
hands
my
bars
will
cause
an
artist's
spine
to
pretend
It's
a
violent
offender
From
mice
and
men
I'm
nicer
than
the
nicest
contender
Dissect
and
end
you
vipers
and
ninjas
With
rifles
and
figures
of
speech
Hot
as
coals
and
cold
as
ice
in
the
winter
Smite
and
just
end
you
like
any
Christian
that
Isis
remembers
Ice
in
my
veins
black
your
eye
you
bite
and
you're
lame
My
writing
game
not
a
game
turn
out
the
light
in
your
brain
Stupid
I
will
crush
your
dreams
so
stay
lucid
Aim
shoot
the
stain
ruger
at
your
dwelling
melon
leaking
brain
fluid
Drain
sewage
excrement
and
bad
raps
I
rap
bad
you
rap
sad
measurement
of
ascap
Stand
back
I
ransack
any
wack
cats
And
hand
craft
my
hand
slaps
you
ajax
I'm
anthrax
Apocalypse
now
on
the
block
with
my
pals
Cock
back
and
chalk
rappers
mom's
rockin
the
frown
I'm
wild
Still
stockin'
the
pound
with
phosphorous
rounds
Talk
in
like
clowns
get
you
tossed
in
a
box
in
the
ground
Get
down
or
lay
down
menacing
charge
If
I
miss
that's
a
stray
like
trajectory
flaws
I
kill
em
all
day
and
night
until
the
tendencies
gone
I'm
in
your
thoughts
before
you
sleep
like
set
the
alarm
gone
Mercy
kill
a
starving
artist
until
they're
gone
and
rotted
Even
reptiles
in
cold
blood
like
a
modern
comet
You
At
home
doing
nothing
but
hating
Gotta
drop
a
comment
Guys
don't
forget
to
subscribe
that
makes
me
wanna
vomit
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