GhostWridah - Down Goes Frazier (Freestyle) lyrics
[GhostWridah - Down Goes Frazier Freestyle lyrics]
Lord, I wake up and I
Think about this shit everyday
You know what I'm talking 'bout, like
For real
I said that I would I do it
They thought I was bullshittin but I wasn't
My momma said this rapping stuff
Was really bout nothing
But then I got a check and
Then she understood it all
I told her I wanna fly
She said not before you crawl
I said momma you a trip
Watch me defy gravity
Good life's sweet and baby
You deserve a cavity
Lose, I ain't having it, topic of discussion
And I'm only tryin to win like
I'm asking you a question
And you probly ain't get it
Pardon me if I'm witty
My cousin just hit a lick and a
Part of me wants to split it
Am I wrong? Cause if I am, God show a sign
Eviction notice on my door
Got me thinking crime
But I ain't thinking straight
That's the liquor talking
Murder any rapper, nigga pick a coffin
Pick a beat apart
Something like a fleet of sharks
And if you listen like a serf
Then you can see the heart
That I possess, suckas know I'm the best
Like hitting a dirty hooker
Not the one you wanna test
I am blessed, or am I really cursed?
There's Henney in my glass
But winning is what I thirst
So go on and drink up
We gonna celebrate life like
The world's ending
I speak truth through these bars
Earl Simmons
I shut em down, open up shop fast
Dashboard, all wood like a shop class
Haters look at me and wonder how I shot past
Presidential, I shoulda been in Barack class
Stacking money fast, why blow it?
Cause you could fall off before
You ever even know it
Angie Dundee, Ali's trainer right next
To me is saying it, you may hear him:
Down goes frazier! Down goes frazier!
Down goes frazier!
The heavyweight champion is taking
The mandatory eight count
And Foreman is as poised as can be
Think about this shit everyday
You know what I'm talking 'bout, like
For real
I said that I would I do it
They thought I was bullshittin but I wasn't
My momma said this rapping stuff
Was really bout nothing
But then I got a check and
Then she understood it all
I told her I wanna fly
She said not before you crawl
I said momma you a trip
Watch me defy gravity
Good life's sweet and baby
You deserve a cavity
Lose, I ain't having it, topic of discussion
And I'm only tryin to win like
I'm asking you a question
And you probly ain't get it
Pardon me if I'm witty
My cousin just hit a lick and a
Part of me wants to split it
Am I wrong? Cause if I am, God show a sign
Eviction notice on my door
Got me thinking crime
But I ain't thinking straight
That's the liquor talking
Murder any rapper, nigga pick a coffin
Pick a beat apart
Something like a fleet of sharks
And if you listen like a serf
Then you can see the heart
That I possess, suckas know I'm the best
Like hitting a dirty hooker
Not the one you wanna test
I am blessed, or am I really cursed?
There's Henney in my glass
But winning is what I thirst
So go on and drink up
We gonna celebrate life like
The world's ending
I speak truth through these bars
Earl Simmons
I shut em down, open up shop fast
Dashboard, all wood like a shop class
Haters look at me and wonder how I shot past
Presidential, I shoulda been in Barack class
Stacking money fast, why blow it?
Cause you could fall off before
You ever even know it
Angie Dundee, Ali's trainer right next
To me is saying it, you may hear him:
Down goes frazier! Down goes frazier!
Down goes frazier!
The heavyweight champion is taking
The mandatory eight count
And Foreman is as poised as can be