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Singles


Artist: E-dubble
Total songs: 3
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Be A King Lyrics - Singles - E-dubble

[Hook] 

My momma told me- 

One day I'mma grow up big and I'mma be a king 

And my poppa told me- 

It's ok to sing when shit hurts 

Don't forget your dreams 

Cuz' they'll get you through this 

So called life, they call living but I call it strange 

And I bet I'll do it 

Cuz' I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain 

 

[Verse 1] 

Mr. sunshine, Mr. rainstorm 

Meet me in the conference room we need to brainstorm 

Need some middle ground, need an even keel 

But you're at war picking sides give me fever chills 

I'll take em' both like my flu shot broke 

I need the give and take to keep me out of that moat 

My head above water thoughts to those lost this week 

All these tragedies stay on repeat 

Like we can't shake shit, I can't speak on it 

Fist to the sky but I can't beat on it 

Drink in my cup so I'm gon' sip on it 

Cam newton's prolly pissed, he can't stiff arm em' 

All these levels of these relative problems 

And benevolence is elegance for those who can solve them 

I'm feeling pretty low like I'm stuck at the bottom 

But I know I'll rebound like the bulls with Rodman 

I am, just exactly what I will be 

Just a guy who can rhyme n' chop ill beats 

One day I'll recover from what ails me 

Till then I'm on that fuck-- what the sales be 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Verse 2] 

They talk about death, we're tryna live life 

While they're signal says left but they really going right 

But who cares they got nothing to improve upon 

Meanwhile we past them, fast lane, rubicon 

So let the shitstorm rang in 

They try to dap us up, but we just leave em' hanging 

Yeah- so let em' catch up with the language 

They can talk shit but you know that we can manage 

-- they say they tired of the metaphors 

They are only pissed that they never really ready for em' 

--- so go ahead and get ready for em' 

Pop another bottle cuz' you gonna' need a steady arm 

- it's like we're living in the Tron Game 

Lines are all blurred cuz' we're sippin on the bombay 

- john stock verse lebron james 

No competition when you factor in the time change 

Babe Ruth sucks--- fuck what the books say 

I could strike him out with 3 pitches in an arm sling 

Yeah- and we can do anything 

Momma said it's true and I put that on everything 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Bridge] 

We don't ask for the doors to close in this life 

So we hoping... they keep em' open 

And if they shut those doors we'll smash the skylight 

Till it's broken... and smell the roses 

Need to take that time to find our own road 

So we focused... on what's golden 

And our gold don't shine it's not from no mine 

So we're not just living for a token 

 

[Hook]