Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hogwarts, artist - Jerico.
Date of issue: 07.01.2018
Song language: English
Hogwarts |
This some ol' Andy Warhol |
Basquiat type shit right here |
All you lames tryna' get up in the rap game |
Ain’t down to die for it, I put in over time |
Sacrificed 8 years of my life for it |
Wide awake at night, cryin' for it |
Knelt down, prayed to Christ for it |
I’ll have it when it’s my time for it |
'Bout to ball, no backboard |
Put the beat inside a hearse |
Hop up in the driver seat, then peel out |
If I get some red colored dreads |
Will you let a nigga get a deal now? |
Remember when Willy kicked me out |
I was hangin' ten on the couch |
Goin' in every time |
So when I’m wit' a crowd |
I still stand out |
Sore thumb, bitch move back |
If the force gunnin' I’mma shoot back |
Wit' two straps, in a blaze of glory |
This my story |
Ne’er nigga finna tell it for me |
We recordin'? I’mma tell it like it is |
Lately, I’ve been fightin' tears |
Feel like I need a new career, yeah |
If the Grim Reaper come see me |
Man, he better talk wit' his hands down |
Might flash on 'em, Go Chris Jericho |
Hit his ass with the Smack Down |
WWE, none of you spitters is |
Fuckin' wit Reezy, look |
WWF, I am the best |
Here in the flesh, pussy |
Top floor |
I don’t rock no Tom Ford |
Got the potion |
Hogwarts |
She open like the garage door |
I’m not cordial |
Check please |
Pay for it, you test me |
I’m a beast, you dead meat |
Call me Jerico Presley |
You get me? |
Niggas get a chain in the game |
And get too attached |
Never had a boxin' match wit' a rap pussy boy |
All you do is rap, true facts |
Ask about Jerico, they lookin like |
«Who is that?» |
But when it comes to the lil' niggas |
All the kids got the newest slap |
Can you figure that? |
Shootin' back for the culture |
Feel like Murda, Nolia soldier |
Told you cobras I’m takin' over |
Vegas raised, stay in yo' place, aye |
Magnifique rapper feast |
That’s my strategy |
Gotta be somethin' |
Blood diamond fresh out the mud, I’m hot |
From the East to West, I’m B.I.G. Pac |
Came for the trophies, death to the phonies |
Shells for the police, Ain’t the bros |
You don’t really even know me |
Chasin' goals and daydreams, so I don’t sleep |
Look homie, I done went to hell and back |
Back when my uncle was out sellin' crack |
Makin' fat stacks, all that |
Way before «Bombs Over Baghdad» |
When my dad had a membership |
From the ASCAP |
Scratch that, back to The Co |
Got raw uncut dope flow for the low low |
Free smoke for my foes though, show no love |
Might take yo' soul, that’s how shit go |
Lookin' in my eyes, there’s a fire burnin' inside |
And niggas don’t like me, I already know |
Me and VS in this bitch |
And we been with the shit |
All my villains are down for the smoke |
Top floor |
I don’t rock no Tom Ford |
Got the potion |
Hogwarts |
She open like the garage door |
I’m not cordial |
Check please |
Pay for it, you test me |
I’m a beast, you dead meat |
Call me Jerico Presley |
You get me? |
Aye, you get me?(aye) |
Call me Jerico Presley (call me Jerico Presley) |
Aye, you get me?(aye) |
Call me Jerico Presley (call me Jerico Presley) |
Aye, you get me?(aye) |
Call me Jerico Presley (call me Jerico Presley) |
Aye, you get me?(aye) |
Call me Jerico Presley (call me Jerico Presley) |