Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dirk Andre Merle
Songwriter
Pio Francesco Mozzillo
Songwriter
Lyrics
My very first team were the Bulls of God Watching every day of the game and never yawning
I was collecting every piece of that team Closest fan in Germany, that's how it seemed
98's repeat, repeat and over I guess nothing is forever, feeling got colder
Next was the Red Team, legends on the come up Every one of the crew got talent to blow up
Today I wish I just broke down over some other shit
And again I had to learn how hard it is Wap town, lyrical thugs
We started this and guess what, homie, I'm the last one
I guess fucking team is marvelous Street life novelist, street life novelist
They see me living up in the 50's With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's
I guess fucking team is marvelous Street life novelist, street life novelist
They see me living up in the 50's With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's
Well it's on team, this down ain't nothing wrong
Active members changing but still up and strong
Like rake on the cheats, cooking up them rhymes
Entertaining knowledge, street and lover lines
Music to those happy days and hard times We all keep it real and no criminal minds
But sometimes you're just all alone in this bitch
Every homie that gave up was like a stitch But the love never switched so we all stay true
Just a little change on stage is something new
Hip hop movement is what we gon' do And guess what, over the world we're one crew
I guess fucking team is marvelous Street life novelist, street life novelist
They see me living up in the 50's With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's
I guess fucking team is marvelous Street life novelist, street life novelist
They see me living up in the 50's With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's
So marvelous, the heart in the scene People take part in this show and how hard
With the art To leave a mark on it, bong is here right
From the start Don't hear no arguing, so I'ma go ahead
Right with my part of my inaugurant One of the best when he was balling
Yo, what's crawling was a style of whip Before it's falling, being perfect
You must be legit with what you working But marvelous is how it all fits
And how you swerving promotions With pockets so deep like sharks that own
Them today I stay quick on my feet, not in the ocean
Just marvelous, all that I see that stays in focus
With all of these flaky emcees and fake promotions Remember, bong comes along with great potion
That leaves you feeling strong moving on And great motion to coping
Cause time can be so hard in it Be so long and take heed to what I say
Because it's marvelous I guess fucking team is marvelous
Street life novelist, street life novelist They see me living up in the 50's
With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's I guess fucking team is marvelous
Street life novelist, street life novelist They see me living up in the 50's
With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's I guess fucking team is marvelous
Street life novelist, street life novelist They see me living up in the 50's
With 360's, blowing like 160's, selling 50's I guess fucking team is marvelous
I guess fucking team is marvelous
Written by: Dirk Andre Merle, Pio Francesco Mozzillo