Keep up
Sitting back with his feet up
Celebrating wit champagne
Cold drinks and a re-up
Of anything i ever wanted
Lusting for change
Came in the game with no intention of staying
And made a stain you can't wash out
Remember the name
Ave the Fox
More showtime than late night box
More live
Than a show at the Fox
First row is full of haters yeah i brought em all out
Coming attraction
Attracting the game
Know that this splash in this lane
Bring a movement of change
Rattle your frame
Awake to color and impact of my range
Black boy wit a chain but ain't chained
They fearing no limitations as i lift the ceiling off this thing
Thanks
The passion is active
Your action is passive
My impact is massive
Your passion more fight club than brad Pitt
You crashing
The master is active
This wardrobe you can't get
It's styled for a classic, I mastered this
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
You entering round two
First book of Matthew
Don't ask, you
Just might get all of the wrath of these bars
Like i threw the whole jail house at you
And that's you
Begging for chains
Homeless to self
No comfort in the color you stain
Walk around hating colors you aim
All that hate and that ones that hang around in your range
That self-hate is strange fruit
You rotten tooth
No taste
Sad goof
Deserve to be sailed down Shits creek in a canoe
Can't you
Drown in a whole mound of the sad truth
Integrity more present than big foot in a field shoot
And yet we back here for round two
These rounds chew
Shark week
Tune in for the downfall of this frail troop
Hold this L
I got a whole 100 round clip
To dispel
Catch all hell
Lil boy
With your head down
Life's got you holding a bad round
And that sound of shame that they really got you down
You look like a real clown
Your face like a permanent frown
Body hunched down
And currently alone crazy
Ain't no support round but you found
A little voice that was deep down
You tried to keep yourself motivated when beat Down
I see you though
Know you said you holding the last straw
You beat it though
All that weight on your back
Yeah?
But you carry though
Even though
None of this is really your issue
But You pushed that button
But you really ain't the way with answers is you
Hoping that the answer come into you
Even though the guidance is the reason it ain't coming to you
And you got that color that's now waking up inside you
Now you got the fox to guide you down the ave as you try to figure out the real you
Let that color present
Let that color come through
Now let's see what you do
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Keep up
Sitting back with his feet up
Celebrating wit champagne
Cold drinks and a re-up
Of anything i ever wanted
Lusting for change
Came in the game with no intention of staying
And made a stain you can't wash out
Remember the name
Ave the Fox
More showtime than late night box
More live
Than a show at the Fox
First row is full of haters yeah i brought em all out
Coming attraction
Attracting the game
Know that this splash in this lane
Bring a movement of change
Rattle your frame
Awake to color and impact of my range
Black boy wit a chain but ain't chained
They fearing no limitations as i lift the ceiling off this thing
Thanks
The passion is active
Your action is passive
My impact is massive
Your passion more fight club than brad Pitt
You crashing
The master is active
This wardrobe you can't get
It's styled for a classic, I mastered this
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
You entering round two
First book of Matthew
Don't ask, you
Just might get all of the wrath of these bars
Like i threw the whole jail house at you
And that's you
Begging for chains
Homeless to self
No comfort in the color you stain
Walk around hating colors you aim
All that hate and that ones that hang around in your range
That self-hate is strange fruit
You rotten tooth
No taste
Sad goof
Deserve to be sailed down Shits creek in a canoe
Can't you
Drown in a whole mound of the sad truth
Integrity more present than big foot in a field shoot
And yet we back here for round two
These rounds chew
Shark week
Tune in for the downfall of this frail troop
Hold this L
I got a whole 100 round clip
To dispel
Catch all hell
Lil boy
With your head down
Life's got you holding a bad round
And that sound of shame that they really got you down
You look like a real clown
Your face like a permanent frown
Body hunched down
And currently alone crazy
Ain't no support round but you found
A little voice that was deep down
You tried to keep yourself motivated when beat Down
I see you though
Know you said you holding the last straw
You beat it though
All that weight on your back
Yeah?
But you carry though
Even though
None of this is really your issue
But You pushed that button
But you really ain't the way with answers is you
Hoping that the answer come into you
Even though the guidance is the reason it ain't coming to you
And you got that color that's now waking up inside you
Now you got the fox to guide you down the ave as you try to figure out the real you
Let that color present
Let that color come through
Now let's see what you do
Sitting back with his feet up
Celebrating wit champagne
Cold drinks and a re-up
Of anything i ever wanted
Lusting for change
Came in the game with no intention of staying
And made a stain you can't wash out
Remember the name
Ave the Fox
More showtime than late night box
More live
Than a show at the Fox
First row is full of haters yeah i brought em all out
Coming attraction
Attracting the game
Know that this splash in this lane
Bring a movement of change
Rattle your frame
Awake to color and impact of my range
Black boy wit a chain but ain't chained
They fearing no limitations as i lift the ceiling off this thing
Thanks
The passion is active
Your action is passive
My impact is massive
Your passion more fight club than brad Pitt
You crashing
The master is active
This wardrobe you can't get
It's styled for a classic, I mastered this
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
Can't deny this
Let that color
Be the pilot
Let it glide it
You entering round two
First book of Matthew
Don't ask, you
Just might get all of the wrath of these bars
Like i threw the whole jail house at you
And that's you
Begging for chains
Homeless to self
No comfort in the color you stain
Walk around hating colors you aim
All that hate and that ones that hang around in your range
That self-hate is strange fruit
You rotten tooth
No taste
Sad goof
Deserve to be sailed down Shits creek in a canoe
Can't you
Drown in a whole mound of the sad truth
Integrity more present than big foot in a field shoot
And yet we back here for round two
These rounds chew
Shark week
Tune in for the downfall of this frail troop
Hold this L
I got a whole 100 round clip
To dispel
Catch all hell
Lil boy
With your head down
Life's got you holding a bad round
And that sound of shame that they really got you down
You look like a real clown
Your face like a permanent frown
Body hunched down
And currently alone crazy
Ain't no support round but you found
A little voice that was deep down
You tried to keep yourself motivated when beat Down
I see you though
Know you said you holding the last straw
You beat it though
All that weight on your back
Yeah?
But you carry though
Even though
None of this is really your issue
But You pushed that button
But you really ain't the way with answers is you
Hoping that the answer come into you
Even though the guidance is the reason it ain't coming to you
And you got that color that's now waking up inside you
Now you got the fox to guide you down the ave as you try to figure out the real you
Let that color present
Let that color come through
Now let's see what you do
Writer: Matthew Bell
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