Listen to Open House by Nite Owl

Open House

Nite Owl

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Listen to The Nite & Nate Project by Nite Owl
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nite Owl
Nite Owl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larmore K. Maclin
Larmore K. Maclin
Songwriter

Lyrics

From Alpha to Omega VHS to Beta PlayStation to Sega My skill is still greater The sickest thing since VD Wicked like Ouija Live my life crooked Like the left finger on ET Please believe me This be the illest thing I ever wrote Right after talking to Pac Puffing on heavy smoke Laugh now cry later My only dream in life Was to rock a mic In front of a few spectators And rock shell toes not Gators Show love not hate us I'm switching over like crossfaders To a better time and place Where it's safe And they can't judge a nigga by the color of his face But by the content of the way that I spit these letters I'm kicking it with white boys in Old Navy sweaters Ball cap low on my eye Cuz sometimes I'm high Listen to My Style so much I'm just trying to get by I'm just saying For real I'm just saying Ladies and gentleman I wanna welcome you all out To a musical extravaganza Called The Nite and Nate Project Please save your applause til the end I'm in the AC cooler than I ever was I went from bubbling to a better buzz Check this cuz I did it with no air play Wildnout in the lot Well that's hearsay I'm just trying to do my thing shine like a star Skills in the place Banner you know who we are I'm Nite that's Nate you know Knine I already said my name I just say the rhyme Take it to the next level Beat em with a shovel Dig his own grave for em Make em meet the devil I'll play the nice guy You can play the good fellow Nice guys finish last You ain't even pass the class Matter of fact You ain't even study for it Rapping just ya hobby man You trying to get some money for it Yeah I'm just setting the standard They can't do what I do man And you can't stand it Bring the high hat This what I call my boogie flow Man it means I'm too funky fresh and fly To be hanging out with you lames I can do this with my eyes closed And my hands tied behind my back Ya dig I used to do this for a living Now I just do it cuz I love living You don't hear me though
Writer(s): Larmore Maclin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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