Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Banger, artist - G. Love. Album song Lemonade, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Brushfire
Song language: English
Banger |
| Just sitting down |
| Thinkin' about this life of mine |
| All of my troubles |
| All my good times |
| Black panther cub gotta lot a love |
| From the bottom to the top, underground to up above |
| Not ya average rig-a-marole just playing the role |
| Instead I set my path in the bold |
| The mic I control with breath I control |
| And cold make 'em lose control |
| Lo and behold |
| Make these rhymes pay me like a hoe on the stroll |
| Told 'em its cold piece of work in cold world |
| Still my only joy when I hold a flow |
| Like the north pole hold magnetism |
| All the naysayers sayin no |
| They can eat crow |
| I show and prove to a groove they never knew |
| Grew and grew walked around the rocks enroute |
| If it seemed impossible |
| Still had to do my best John Henry and hammer straight through |
| If the deal goes sour got the will power |
| And the now to meet the challenges |
| Whatever, however, just sayin' |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger |
| Just sitting down |
| Thinkin' about this life of mine |
| All of my troubles |
| All my good times |
| Gift of gab please check |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger it’s a banger |
| It’s a banger |
| Break it off, break it up, break it out |
| Shout it out mountain tops got me |
| Climbin' as I’m striving, I’m thriving as I’m vibing |
| And I’m riding high, I’m surviving as I’m rhyming |
| And I’m loving life fiend |
| Can’t be satisfied well that sucks but it keeps me trying |
| I’ve been in love, in hate |
| Yeah, I had a little taste of everything |
| If life was a buffet, if, go back for seconds |
| But you just get one plate before you fly away |
| Check it |
| My daddy always told me to be purposeful |
| Never lose a minute, never waste a second |
| My momma told me to be careful, wrap it up |
| Don’t be too wild child |
| But I’m a wild child, wild style ride till I die style |
| Endless like the skyline horizon |
| I’m rising special sauce long lasting lover |
| True blue to my friends till the end |
| Always on it, always under cover |
| Blue eyed brother, white as Mr. Drummond |
| Come a long way strumming. |
| running |
| Gunning a style kid Philly stairwell harping |
| Lightening blues like space echo |
| Burning night life living life like a gecko |
| Live every moment like got nothing to lose |
| Drank champagne and I drank tears |
| Loving life 'cause I’m lovin' and livin' I’m real |