Lirik Lagu High Expectations - Common
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Yo yo check itUnattached and calm sundaes and pills I palmwith intentions to make it to the leagueIntrigued by two letter cars SE's and GS'sesOn the court niggaz I leave like messagesPlagued by this ball player exorcistIt's sort of foul how the world be reffin usKenny is our Moses in this five on five ExodusFor the game of life full courts ain't preppin usSchools want me but the ghost of Manigault haunts mePlus they wanna crib me, way out in the countryI'm city like street lights and some games that be fightsNever worked on my left so it's hard to be rightEither rich poor or Mike is who I wanna be likeStory of many black males that I refuse to rewrite
Yo, brothers opinions is Bias-ed, like Lenthat I'll end up like Ben, Wilson, still some pretend to be friendsBeneath the grin I see the ?gin spoke up and assure a?More so than my soul, my jump shot is purerPeople play juror, I witness the fall of legendsOnce was the joint now they restin got a God given presentMy gallant talent is like a magictrick turned by a chick with a bad habitOpportunity to move I grab itMe and my moms have static, now I wreak Hennesey and havocMan to man talks with Kenny, send me to a zoneBeen on my own for so long, my vocal tone's grownCompetition gets blown like speakerswhen I cross her like Jesus out of bleachers, broads and beepersYeah I boogey it's all good, but it could be betterWant to stay eighteen foreverBut now I stay on point like Rod in this StricklandIf Brooklyn courts was the canvas, then I would be the big man
From thoughts that pennies bring, I assemble teams like the Kenny KingsThink fast over breaks, dialect I'm dribblingRemembering, night posters of Moses and the Supreme CourtRealizing, that rap and life are team sportsI follow deep thoughtsMoves never perceived thought lyrical Johnny Cochrancause of the way I free thoughtThe system make a nigga think to make it that he need sportsor either to the tip he gotta resortmy seed'll be taught to start his ownIn the, George Carter zoneDon't wanna be a dope MC living in his momma's homeOr speaking to my fans in a starving artist toneUnknown zones I roam with mind architechterSpark the lecture, emphasizing to let God direct ya
Yo, brothers opinions is Bias-ed, like Lenthat I'll end up like Ben, Wilson, still some pretend to be friendsBeneath the grin I see the ?gin spoke up and assure a?More so than my soul, my jump shot is purerPeople play juror, I witness the fall of legendsOnce was the joint now they restin got a God given presentMy gallant talent is like a magictrick turned by a chick with a bad habitOpportunity to move I grab itMe and my moms have static, now I wreak Hennesey and havocMan to man talks with Kenny, send me to a zoneBeen on my own for so long, my vocal tone's grownCompetition gets blown like speakerswhen I cross her like Jesus out of bleachers, broads and beepersYeah I boogey it's all good, but it could be betterWant to stay eighteen foreverBut now I stay on point like Rod in this StricklandIf Brooklyn courts was the canvas, then I would be the big man
From thoughts that pennies bring, I assemble teams like the Kenny KingsThink fast over breaks, dialect I'm dribblingRemembering, night posters of Moses and the Supreme CourtRealizing, that rap and life are team sportsI follow deep thoughtsMoves never perceived thought lyrical Johnny Cochrancause of the way I free thoughtThe system make a nigga think to make it that he need sportsor either to the tip he gotta resortmy seed'll be taught to start his ownIn the, George Carter zoneDon't wanna be a dope MC living in his momma's homeOr speaking to my fans in a starving artist toneUnknown zones I roam with mind architechterSpark the lecture, emphasizing to let God direct ya
