I remember when
We used to shoot hoops
Just a backboard and a rim, we ain't even have a net
Young bucks with a dream, speaking facts in the booth
Win or lose, always earning our respect
Light it up like a prism
Chop the beat up with surgical precision
Gotta take the first step, 'fore you know the distance
Now it's really got me reminiscing
Sure I've seen the lights flash, 15 minutes elapse
Savor the moment, 'cause you not getting it back
A win is a win, but there's no time to relax
I write the truth with a pen, that's why I can't find the cap
Making waves in the game, there's been a shift in the tide
Through the highs and the lows, it's been a hell of a ride
Grateful for it all, I give my all so I can say that I tried
The hunger never subsides, there's no arrival
In this game called life, might as well be trifling
I'm just writing thoughts from within
Make way to the surface, down to Earth
From the perspective of Zen Ken
I know no end, only limit is when
The pen run out of ink
And even then, I hit Staples
Go and get some papers
Yeah that's right, I'm getting paper
Middleweight, but I'm feeling heavy
World on my back like an atlas
I know some mothaf*ckas got less with a smile
OG spread some wisdom on me
Message ain't in a bottle
The end is just the end
It's the journey that's really fun
So son got a grip
But this one got a clip
Went down the wrong path hit a blip
Other son said, "Listen up, this is it"
Got his house in order
Put in the work, now he's looking taller
Doing right by Christ, he's a baller
So I took note, with good faith, sword in hand
I play the game
Yeah, I play the game
Okay lemme spin the wheel round twice
Know it's breaking all the rules to this game we call life
I ain't playing about death, so when I pull up it's with a scythe
Treat the trophy like a mic, spitting right next to the side
Direct center, realigned now
Off my phone still online, how?
AI got control of minds now
But it can't control mine, that's
Been a fizzy, take a hit of Kenny's spliffy
Got the beat bubbling, they gon' find out
Real quick, my ideal lick is to stick up the game
Nice switch, it's like E-Mers and I cooked up the flame
It's too easy, off the bleezy, light the end to set the stage
Tryna get on front page, got no patience for no patience
My only occupation is dripping from the waist up
But shawties going face down is making me complacent
My only motivation, to be on PlayStation
The only the main character that can be in all places
With forty-seven eyes at the same damn time
Pantomiming cause they can't comprehend all of the rhymes
But it's time for me
To get on stage, not gon' shine for free
Money clip on the boards, I'm still ironing
Out the kinks, bought a link, how's that for irony?
Still admiring the gifts like it's a prophecy
Everybody out here handing out apologies
But now that I've won, everybody claim they proud of me
Moments of Peril - Wheel of Fortune (feat. Kendawg) Lyrics
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I remember when
We used to shoot hoops
Just a backboard and a rim, we ain't even have a net
Young bucks with a dream, speaking facts in the booth
Win or lose, always earning our respect
Light it up like a prism
Chop the beat up with surgical precision
Gotta take the first step, 'fore you know the distance
Now it's really got me reminiscing
Sure I've seen the lights flash, 15 minutes elapse
Savor the moment, 'cause you not getting it back
A win is a win, but there's no time to relax
I write the truth with a pen, that's why I can't find the cap
Making waves in the game, there's been a shift in the tide
Through the highs and the lows, it's been a hell of a ride
Grateful for it all, I give my all so I can say that I tried
The hunger never subsides, there's no arrival
In this game called life, might as well be trifling
I'm just writing thoughts from within
Make way to the surface, down to Earth
From the perspective of Zen Ken
I know no end, only limit is when
The pen run out of ink
And even then, I hit Staples
Go and get some papers
Yeah that's right, I'm getting paper
Middleweight, but I'm feeling heavy
World on my back like an atlas
I know some mothaf*ckas got less with a smile
OG spread some wisdom on me
Message ain't in a bottle
The end is just the end
It's the journey that's really fun
So son got a grip
But this one got a clip
Went down the wrong path hit a blip
Other son said, "Listen up, this is it"
Got his house in order
Put in the work, now he's looking taller
Doing right by Christ, he's a baller
So I took note, with good faith, sword in hand
I play the game
Yeah, I play the game
Okay lemme spin the wheel round twice
Know it's breaking all the rules to this game we call life
I ain't playing about death, so when I pull up it's with a scythe
Treat the trophy like a mic, spitting right next to the side
Direct center, realigned now
Off my phone still online, how?
AI got control of minds now
But it can't control mine, that's
Been a fizzy, take a hit of Kenny's spliffy
Got the beat bubbling, they gon' find out
Real quick, my ideal lick is to stick up the game
Nice switch, it's like E-Mers and I cooked up the flame
It's too easy, off the bleezy, light the end to set the stage
Tryna get on front page, got no patience for no patience
My only occupation is dripping from the waist up
But shawties going face down is making me complacent
My only motivation, to be on PlayStation
The only the main character that can be in all places
With forty-seven eyes at the same damn time
Pantomiming cause they can't comprehend all of the rhymes
But it's time for me
To get on stage, not gon' shine for free
Money clip on the boards, I'm still ironing
Out the kinks, bought a link, how's that for irony?
Still admiring the gifts like it's a prophecy
Everybody out here handing out apologies
But now that I've won, everybody claim they proud of me
We used to shoot hoops
Just a backboard and a rim, we ain't even have a net
Young bucks with a dream, speaking facts in the booth
Win or lose, always earning our respect
Light it up like a prism
Chop the beat up with surgical precision
Gotta take the first step, 'fore you know the distance
Now it's really got me reminiscing
Sure I've seen the lights flash, 15 minutes elapse
Savor the moment, 'cause you not getting it back
A win is a win, but there's no time to relax
I write the truth with a pen, that's why I can't find the cap
Making waves in the game, there's been a shift in the tide
Through the highs and the lows, it's been a hell of a ride
Grateful for it all, I give my all so I can say that I tried
The hunger never subsides, there's no arrival
In this game called life, might as well be trifling
I'm just writing thoughts from within
Make way to the surface, down to Earth
From the perspective of Zen Ken
I know no end, only limit is when
The pen run out of ink
And even then, I hit Staples
Go and get some papers
Yeah that's right, I'm getting paper
Middleweight, but I'm feeling heavy
World on my back like an atlas
I know some mothaf*ckas got less with a smile
OG spread some wisdom on me
Message ain't in a bottle
The end is just the end
It's the journey that's really fun
So son got a grip
But this one got a clip
Went down the wrong path hit a blip
Other son said, "Listen up, this is it"
Got his house in order
Put in the work, now he's looking taller
Doing right by Christ, he's a baller
So I took note, with good faith, sword in hand
I play the game
Yeah, I play the game
Okay lemme spin the wheel round twice
Know it's breaking all the rules to this game we call life
I ain't playing about death, so when I pull up it's with a scythe
Treat the trophy like a mic, spitting right next to the side
Direct center, realigned now
Off my phone still online, how?
AI got control of minds now
But it can't control mine, that's
Been a fizzy, take a hit of Kenny's spliffy
Got the beat bubbling, they gon' find out
Real quick, my ideal lick is to stick up the game
Nice switch, it's like E-Mers and I cooked up the flame
It's too easy, off the bleezy, light the end to set the stage
Tryna get on front page, got no patience for no patience
My only occupation is dripping from the waist up
But shawties going face down is making me complacent
My only motivation, to be on PlayStation
The only the main character that can be in all places
With forty-seven eyes at the same damn time
Pantomiming cause they can't comprehend all of the rhymes
But it's time for me
To get on stage, not gon' shine for free
Money clip on the boards, I'm still ironing
Out the kinks, bought a link, how's that for irony?
Still admiring the gifts like it's a prophecy
Everybody out here handing out apologies
But now that I've won, everybody claim they proud of me
Writer: Jacob Colon, Jeffrey Beane, Kenneth Ralda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Moments of Peril
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Jacob Colon, Jeffrey Beane, Kenneth Ralda