Everybody know I, do it Yall thought he was gone right? Y'all thought it was over Let me tell yall something though When he say EST for life He mean that shit It's the return of the underdog The voice of the people And he's still 100 words and running So yall better lace the fuck up
Straight from the mother fuckin jungle From lions tigers and bears Now I'm ready to rumble Yeah the good guy never wins I'll be humble Whole city on my back And I aint gon' stumble My heart blacker than ethiopean skin tone Mama shoulda cut her filopeans Knowing I was gonna be a problem when I get this income Is kells here? Man please I been gone And I'm never turnin back again Cuz a block wanna trap you in I done lost too many friends to the streets out here Too soon to not know what's happenin Call a taxi in Get a book read the facts again Ain't shit about us fancy man Welcome to the east town We happy in And Ima put this mother fucker on the map again Heroes are remembered Legends never die I ain't dyin any time soon What am I? The hometown hero Goddamn it with a legendary flow And a name that's forever mine Kells, can't nobody fuck with me I'm on another level Aint nobody up with me ... couldnt get you onto my level And that's cold... company Everybody I'm good Yeah and when I step into the biulding Everybody put they mother fuckin hands up (Put em up, put em up, lace up) Yeah and when I come into the spot All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up Kells Who gon' stop me Who gon' stop me Underdog of the year Call me rocky Underdog of the year Call me rocky? Don't act like you ain't copy Bitch I'm... You can't knock me This rock bottom Who gon' top me EST be the team that got me Who gon stop me You gon stop me? Everybody get the fuck out Show me a rapper that you think is iller than me I bet I pull their fuckin tongue out Nowadays everybody be thinkin they ballin I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout Yeah bitch what now Hat to the side Bags underneath my eyes Got me lookin like I'm strung out Can't even get outta bed Without a pair of original chucks laced up Then we lookin to run out Nigga who will run out Every show and every single city I step into All the... people come out Every single stage I'm on Ima dumb out (?) Yelling EST untill I blow a lung out And that's why I love my fans I swear my fans are my fam Took it from the bottom And we never goin back again Lace Up Cleveland's on the map again Kells
Yeah and when I step into the biulding Everybody put they mother fuckin hands up (Put em up, put em up, lace up) Yeah and when I come into the spot All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up Kells Who gon' stop me Who gon' stop me Underdog of the year Call me rocky Underdog of the year Call me rocky? Don't act like you ain't copy Bitch I'm... You can't knock me This rock bottom Who gon' top me EST be the team that got me Who gon stop me You gon stop me?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
