CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Pagans Everywhere
Yeah
I don’t care about top one, two or three
Cah they’ll talk about four when I back out the hammer
You won’t find Lord of the mics on my planner
What you on about? I ain’t even cool with Jammer
I know it’s not beef but have I told you why?
One or two of my friends might tell me I have to
But I ain’t a pagan, my brother is JME
I never wanna text him, sorry I had to (Know why?)
The joke of it is if you tried to wrap him, I might still back him
You not understanding is what I imagine
‘Cause I have got loyalty you can’t imagine (Trust)
For my guys, I will fly like Aladdin
I’ll duck man down like it’s Madden
Escape from the floor with these patterns
Keep thinkin’ I’m chattin’, I’ll leave man spread out and flattened
This whole EP is a bonus
You man know who’s the coldest
You’re levels below me
What’s the point in ownin’ a Lambo’ if you man can’t afford my focus (Mad)
Man have come a long way from growin’ food in the front room (Sheesh)
Servin’ to stoners
My bro didn’t notice I had two sticks in the pad
Comin’ like the Xbox controllers (Wow)
You look good in your three bag jacket
’Til you get sprayed up and coated
Anyone that diss me, noted
I am not jokin’, know this
I’ll go through your X-Files and track man down like Scully and Mul’ did
Man indirect, I will notice
A red sea will part from under your nose-bridge
When I raise my hand like I’m Moses
I don’t care about top one, two or three
Cah they’ll talk about four when I back out the hammer
You won’t find Lord of the mics on my planner
What you on about? I ain’t even cool with Jammer
I know it’s not beef but have I told you why?
One or two of my friends might tell me I have to
But I ain’t a pagan, my brother is JME
I never wanna text him, sorry I had to (Know why?)
The joke of it is if you tried to wrap him, I might still back him
You not understanding is what I imagine
‘Cause I have got loyalty you can’t imagine (Trust)
For my guys, I will fly like Aladdin
I’ll duck man down like it’s Madden
Escape from the floor with these patterns
Keep thinkin’ I’m chattin’, I’ll leave man spread out and flattened
This whole EP is a bonus
You man know who’s the coldest
You’re levels below me
What’s the point in ownin’ a Lambo’ if you man can’t afford my focus (Mad)
Man have come a long way from growin’ food in the front room (Sheesh)
Servin’ to stoners
My bro didn’t notice I had two sticks in the pad
Comin’ like the Xbox controllers (Wow)
You look good in your three bag jacket
’Til you get sprayed up and coated
Anyone that diss me, noted
I am not jokin’, know this
I’ll go through your X-Files and track man down like Scully and Mul’ did
Man indirect, I will notice
A red sea will part from under your nose-bridge
When I raise my hand like I’m Moses
