Lil Tnns - Smell a Comeback Lyrics

Down 5-2
My opponent looking cocky
I look across the net
But he don't even acknowledge me
So he can't even see me, and his name is John Cena
But ho, now yo ass in my arena
Where there ain't even no crowd
Mom and pops cheering on, but they ain't even too loud
Sounds out here are all natural
Cause this ain't the MLB's Home run Derby
Or a little leaguer tryna say he's twelve
It's the purest sport in the business, even with the stabbing of Ms. Seles
Even without steroids, this sport sells
And when I win the last point, I'll feel the tears as they swell
But I'll still shake yo hand, say goodbye and wish you well
I mean that, I wish you well
Seriously, I wish you well
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do to prepare
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do to
I don't get this feeling too often,
But I know when I get it
My appetite is peaking
And yo ass is whetting it
Like a lake, on a, rainy day
Or the king of the tigers, staring down his prey
I don't play, there's no OT,
Whoever wins the last point has bragging rights
So they Say
Yeah, it's the Second Set
And, yeah this the second verse
I'm smelling a comeback, or is that something else, bitch tuck in yo shirt
Stop this bitch ass backpedaling, stop moving in reverse
Like going from Z to A, going from last to first
I wonder if Benjamin Button's first memory was
Riding in a hearse
I trust my feelings, even when they sensory, so
Let me have this comeback and f*ck it, just give me the whole purse
Give me the whole purse, I want it
Give me that
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do, to prepare
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do, to prepare
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do, to prepare
I smell a comeback, in the air
I'm coming straight for it
Ain't nothing you can do, to prepare