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Travis Thompson

The Underdog

 

The Underdog

(album: Ambaum - 2016)


[Travis Thompson:]
This the intro to my sitcom, "Travis and the Hooligans"
Blazing up and roasting everyone from where the loser sit
I'm boosting shit, I'm switching tags, and now my momma pissed
Tell me that I'm stealin, but I'm hustling mom don't even trip
Yeah, I'm just tired of the stressing
I do it for the kids who eat hot Cheetoh's for breakfast
Me n mi amigos be reckless
We be (be) dishing impressions
Talking battle less, getting money
We day drift through the lexa
Yo I'm the L-taking general
Aiming for the stars
I'm only DMing centerfolds
Like, "What's up, girl," I let em know
I'm still the same savage:
Still getting boners on watching Jessica Rabbit
And Lola Bunny throwing money
Shit I never need it
Blow my check, getting weeded
And copping something that's seasoned
You're staying in by the evening
All my veens is "oh shit" like
Swear my team is all shit tight
I don't even blame you dog
We ain't the kids you're 'posed to like

[MistaDC:]
I'm on my own journey
(You can't hold me) down
Don't try to hurt me
(I said that)
I'm on my own journey
(And please take me)
All could tell all you by me

[Travis Thompson:]
I say thank you to the moment
Cause it's hella beautiful
I be posting up
I turn my block into a musical
I can never lose the juice
People love me everywhere
Wherever I maneuver through
It's the love I send:
I got some friends out in Maui
I got some friends out in county
My gramps see me shining
He looking down on me proudly
He sayin "Oh boy
You be giving them them grey hairs
Don't play there
Not safe there,"
Chilling on the same stairs
My daddy grew up
Giving me hand me down outfits
He said don't listen to them older kids
They ain't doubt shit
They tryna prove a point to themselves
When they ride through
It's cuz they ain't got nothing and they wanna be just like you
And maybe it's true
I made the team in 7th grade
But they was flaming my shoes
I hit the crib off the mesher
Like I'm just paying my dues
One day Imma do crazy and Imma make it
And you and you
Gon' be like what the fuck happened?
Chuck from the Goonies snapping
The Frooty Loops and the rapping
Then turned into something magical
Coulda called it, who knew?
Do it all for the crew
Like Tommy Pickles's runny nose
And the sniffles is true

[MistaDC:]
I'm on my own journey
(You can't hold me) down
Don't try to hurt me
(I said that)
I'm on my own journey
(And please leave me)
All could tell all you by me

I'm on my own journey
(You can't hold me) down
Don't try to hurt me
(I said that)
I'm on my own journey
(And please leave me)
All could tell all you by me

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