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Adam Calhoun

Larry Bird

 

Larry Bird

(album: Pressure - 2021)


I ain't top five but at least top ten
They say that white boy balling, John Stockton
They say can somebody guard him, please stop him
I'm like Bird in the garden when the shot clock ends
Go hard
They buy views but their albums don't chart
Always comin with excuses, don't start
Bottom line is they got no bars, no heart
Listen, I'm always dissing because your shit is simplistic
It's getting hard to listen; sound like garbage when you get to spitting
That's a written? Who you kiddin'? That sounds like a kid did it
You just mad 'cause I'm winning, you gonna have to live with it

Shut up!
I think we all had enough
Everybody knows you ain't tough, you ain't fucking with us
The white boys going nuts
And once we knock you down we ain't picking you up
Shut up!
I think we all had enough
Everybody knows you ain't tough, you ain't fucking with us
The white boys going nuts
And once we knock you down we ain't picking you up

All I'm hearing is some background noise
Bunch of mad rappers acting like some Backstreet Boys
You can hear my music blaring on the backroad, boys
Swerving on the gravel drinking, smoking; backwoods boy
I'm a goon
Realist mother fucker in the room
Talk about me, bitch I'll see you soon
This ain't just me rapping on a tune
This ain't for you; you gonna lose
I'm so different, original
More specific I am literally
Begging you mother fuckers to come and get rid of me
In public walking by myself, ain't nobody killing me
I'm beating you in life in what I'm streaming digitally

Shut up!
I think we all had enough
Everybody knows you ain't tough, you ain't fucking with us
The white boys going nuts
And once we knock you down we ain't picking you up
Shut up!
I think we all had enough
Everybody knows you ain't tough, you ain't fucking with us
The white boys going nuts
And once we knock you down we ain't picking you up
Shut up!

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