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Jon Randle
Jon Randle
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Dylan Alexander Phillips
Dylan Alexander Phillips
Songwriter
Jacob Horenburg
Jacob Horenburg
Songwriter
Elijah Lambright
Elijah Lambright
Songwriter
Mykael Velez
Mykael Velez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wow eli
wow eli
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1995
1995
Producer

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Okay, okay, okay Eli on the beat '95 got the heat Cut it up Dyllie, yeah Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, Shawty Lo (now they know) Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat (out the boat) I put 50 in the boat, did a show, 50 mo' If you love me, let me know Tote a pole, holy smoke Look, Holy Spirit on that speed dial (hello?) Prolly still could spit a heater when I'm senile Harder than my demons, I got screwtape deep in denial Me and Ovadose just dropped a screwtape for the free now (for the free) Okay, get spiffy for the photograph Middle-class menace had a blicky in the cul-de-sac I was in the country with the heathens, we were goin' bad Gold all on my neck, giving worship to a golden calf You ain't never sleep, homie rollin' with insomniacs Hol' up, check my fit, look like Johnny Cash Jesus say you only rich if it's a holy bag Daddy say man you the sh- well you the holy crap Look, must be careful what you speak From the heart is where it creeps I put diamonds on my teeth 'Cause my heart is on the king Put the team up on my back They put tribal on they skin I can never take an L My Messiah always win, yeah Why He never take it casual? Dyllie under center, that mean Keith gon' catch the lateral Eli got it jumping Grandpa screaming "Holy mackerel" Try to keep it calm but we gon' turn the place diagonal (turn it) Yeah, we gon' turn the place diagonal I dropped lowercase to let you know it ain't 'bout Capitol I might meditate then fly away just like Aladdin, oh Me and Jon we goin' back and forth just like a palindrome Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, Shawty Lo (now they know) Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat (out the boat) I put 50 in the boat, did a show, 50 mo' If you love me, let me know Tote a pole, holy smoke Bwah! Ayy, wait, with the oop Indie tribe ball like NBA, but I never hoop 'Bout my business with no MBA, I dropped out of school Ain't no junkie in my DNA, but I got the juice (I got plenty with me) I just, wait, I just feel like Dr. Seuss (okay) They ask who, I point out the elephant that's in the room (the room) Sweep the feet, Harry Potter like it's magic in the broom And my sin been evacuated just like Jesus's tomb (wow) Who is this man, he look big man I got wheels BMX, ain't no kickstand (nah, nah, nah) Ain't no feels for my ex, look at this hand (I'm gettin' married) This a gang, ain't no clique, we don't disband I got plenty hope, I told Satan no Taking shots long distance but it's quick scope (bang, bang, bang) If I got it then I got it, ain't no slip bro Reppin' west, but it's Daygo ain't no skid row Okay my demons fed up My God said pick yo' head up I'm married to the dream Like my first name Coretta I never chase the cheddar I'm only getting better You rappers hella funny You sounding so Heath Ledger Almost done Jon keep goin' with the wind (yuh) Holy Spirit called him up again (yuh) Demons try to throw me off the fence (great) Stick the landing, all I see is tens (yuh) I ain't did sh- for the trends (wow) God's son, why would I pretend? (Wait) Village on the way, pay attention Can't keep up, take a hint Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, Shawty Lo (now they know) Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat (out the boat) I put 50 in the boat, did a show, 50 mo' If you love me, let me know Tote a pole, holy smoke Eli on the beat '95 got the heat I really like the people we're becoming
Writer(s): Anthony Cruz, Jonathan Randle, Dylan Phillips, Elijah Lambright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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