E-Dubble - Sidelines lyrics

I see you sitting on the sidelines
You follow all the guidelines
You wait your turn and follow rules
I live like I’ve got nine lives
My strife is like what life is like:
A battle just like Grind Time
I say fuck all those timelines
But, you still watch my blindside

From the jump you could tell my attitude
Was way different than them dudes
Tryna' rap at you
‘Cause half them dudes would
Use the same platitudes
Thinking this is gonna get
The girl laughing soon not true, homeboy
But I like the entertainment
You threw so much money that I
Thought that it was raining
And so did like 15 other guys
Go try the other side
Crazy Town, live, playing Butterfly
Pit stained Ed Hardy shirts
Yea them dudes don’t like me, it hardly hurts
I just go home, rip another gnarly verse
Thinking about the pretty girl
With the darling purse
And when these thoughts get conjured
They run the gamut from how she looks naked
To chilling in the mansion
‘Cause thats a lot to handle, we scramble
All around Hampden: Cunningham, Randall
No throwback on, you like throwback songs
Karaoke with our vocab gone
Next morning wake up, turned right back on
Same clothes as last night
Live life like poems
And we still look good when we head to brunch
No pomade, but my hair’s standing up
Walk into the restaurant getting
Stares and such but it’s all good
Let them suckas glare at us ‘Cause they

I see you sitting on the sidelines
You follow all the guidelines
You wait your turn and follow rules
I live like I’ve got nine lives
My strife is like what life is like:
A battle just like Grind Time
I say fuck all those timelines
But, you still watch my blindside

The hot season came back, so now we back on
Drop a little hint about a track to rap on
I hate suggestions, but you suggested
A lot of stock in you so I’m quite invested
You piqued my interests
My yields are sky high
Thoughts of grandeur, we plan for mai thais
Damn we are fly, easy to hate this
Jealousy’s tough
We don’t speak that language
But we go so hard with
Out thumbs up, dumb luck, no
Taught ourselves how to get where we go
And we goin' ‘til we get there
Oh-ing on a jet leer, not yet
But imagination’s how we get there
Fist up! You can do your fist pump
I don’t have time 'cause the
Grind gets a bit tough
Go Jersey Shore, show you the door
Drop shit you’ve never heard before
Because I’m peddling my gift
Ain’t settling for shit
Every week something new
And it’s steadily legit readily will peddle
‘cause my scooter doesn’t fit
Can’t coast, no joke
Twenty-seven different shifts
Working for a dick is just
Something I don’t get
So I’m doin’ what I love
And avoiding politics knowledge and a gift
And a drive that doesn’t shift
I could never be in a park
I am flying on a whim
Riding on a hymn, you can tie me to a sin
I am cutthroat
Jesus couldn’t help me if he lived
Back and forth motion: I am
Fuckin til' I jizz
I don’t mean to be explicit:
That’s how it really is
And I can’t stop, this is all there is now
If you like some other guy
Go and rock his sound
I can always get down, shit can’t phase me
Put your fucking fist up
This is Black Paisley

And I’m done, I’m fuckin' done
I am just off of it, I’m off of it
I’m off of it, I’m done
I’m fuckin' off of it, you all of it
Y'all all of it, y'all all commit
U-u-u-u-u-ultimates
No sittin' on the bench, fuck all that shit
No sidelines, no sidelines
No sidelines, no sidelines
Not for me, not anymore
Not for me, no not anymore
Fuck the B-team, we’re the A-team
If you used to be on the B-team
Now you can hop, up on the A-team
Because you’re
Fuckin'-fuckin'-fuckin'-fuckin' awesome

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