Connor Price - The Basics lyrics
Connor Price [Toronto, Canada]
[Connor Price - The Basics lyrics]
Canadian, so I say Eh
I been chillin out in BC
I been working on my defense
No I don't ever make it easy
I'm a do this till I rest in peace
And everybody worshiping my effigy
Quick spit when I spray rounds
But I gotta slow it down like H Town
Ipod listening to J rock
I might switch to K dot lL Cool
Emimem public enemy or Gang Starr
ODB, Styles P school boy Q
On repeat you know we can't stop
If they do not know who you are
Just keep on just giving em hell
I put the S on my chest when I'm doing this
You know that I'm never going to fail
I got super powers i'm locked in
Got bars down to a T i'm so bright now
I need ray bands just to block out the UV's
I've had enough of you i'm makin W's
You making number 2's that's gotta go
Don't wanna trouble you
I cannot suffer through
You and your other tunes i gotta go
X-Men flow, went Rogue, brought a Storm in
Y so serious, you know I'm just joking
Caught them sleeping on me
I don't care ill let them sleep
They couldn't catch a break so they
Had to catch some Z's
Caught them sleeping on me
I don't care ill let them sleep
They couldn't catch a break so they
Had to catch some Z's
Number 1 up in my league
Like my jersey said 23
Making everybody forfeit
To be honest with you l won't lose sleep
(no) watch me count sheep (yeah)
I been sky high
You gonna need a high dive or a
Sky dive just to high five me
Devil on my shoulder triple six talk
God is on the other with a plan
Shout to 6 God i know that I'll get mine
I don't have to ask God
I been hitting triple sevens every
Time I hit slots, jackpot
Asking questions to an 8 ball
I been having some awakenings
Feeling like I been on cloud 9
I just grew myself some Angel wings
Top ten when I drop dead
Heavens open as the Angel's sing
Up so high, nose bloody like Eleven
But I seen Stranger Things
Holy verses like the 12
Disciples ghost writing
But it's just me myself and I
No need to co-sign it
No violence cause my words
Will leave them crying
And I put it all on tape
Gave them 13 Reasons Why
I'm making music for me
You make music for teens
This Hip-Hop Kid's Bop it just isn't for me
Oh you write Sweet sixteens?
Hah gimme a break oh wait
Forgot about your fifteen minutes of fame
I been chillin out in BC
I been working on my defense
No I don't ever make it easy
I'm a do this till I rest in peace
And everybody worshiping my effigy
Quick spit when I spray rounds
But I gotta slow it down like H Town
Ipod listening to J rock
I might switch to K dot lL Cool
Emimem public enemy or Gang Starr
ODB, Styles P school boy Q
On repeat you know we can't stop
If they do not know who you are
Just keep on just giving em hell
I put the S on my chest when I'm doing this
You know that I'm never going to fail
I got super powers i'm locked in
Got bars down to a T i'm so bright now
I need ray bands just to block out the UV's
I've had enough of you i'm makin W's
You making number 2's that's gotta go
Don't wanna trouble you
I cannot suffer through
You and your other tunes i gotta go
X-Men flow, went Rogue, brought a Storm in
Y so serious, you know I'm just joking
Caught them sleeping on me
I don't care ill let them sleep
They couldn't catch a break so they
Had to catch some Z's
Caught them sleeping on me
I don't care ill let them sleep
They couldn't catch a break so they
Had to catch some Z's
Number 1 up in my league
Like my jersey said 23
Making everybody forfeit
To be honest with you l won't lose sleep
(no) watch me count sheep (yeah)
I been sky high
You gonna need a high dive or a
Sky dive just to high five me
Devil on my shoulder triple six talk
God is on the other with a plan
Shout to 6 God i know that I'll get mine
I don't have to ask God
I been hitting triple sevens every
Time I hit slots, jackpot
Asking questions to an 8 ball
I been having some awakenings
Feeling like I been on cloud 9
I just grew myself some Angel wings
Top ten when I drop dead
Heavens open as the Angel's sing
Up so high, nose bloody like Eleven
But I seen Stranger Things
Holy verses like the 12
Disciples ghost writing
But it's just me myself and I
No need to co-sign it
No violence cause my words
Will leave them crying
And I put it all on tape
Gave them 13 Reasons Why
I'm making music for me
You make music for teens
This Hip-Hop Kid's Bop it just isn't for me
Oh you write Sweet sixteens?
Hah gimme a break oh wait
Forgot about your fifteen minutes of fame