Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Three Weeks Later, artist - K Rino. Album song Three Weeks Later (The 4-Piece #3), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Three Weeks Later |
It was only three weeks later |
It was only three weeks later |
I was at the park, just doing my thing |
I was on the slide, she was on the swing |
Looking at the squirrels, playing by the bush |
She was slowing down, I gave her a push |
We started to talk, we started to laugh |
Took her on a date, I brought her to the lab |
Conversation good, her body had me shook |
She told me she sings, I put her on a hook |
Man, if we were young, I would take her to the prom |
It was getting deep, I let her meet my mom |
I let her meet my dad, I let her meet my dog |
Hanging every single day, man, we did it all |
Just two people living life, going everywhere |
My homeboys teasing but I didn’t care |
We were free, we were happy, no drama, no fussin' |
Lovin' the vibe and real spiritual discussions |
Can’t explain her ways with any one phrase |
Feels like a year, it’s only been twenty-one days |
Anytime I needed her around, she would come |
I’m laying in my bed, thinking she could be the one, I’m |
Spending all my time with this new lady I knew |
We might run away together, have a baby or two |
I was just about to run my fingers right through her hair |
And then I… |
Hold up, wait |
Is that my bike over there? |
I took off running and left the lady still sitting down |
Thinking this is my only shot of my bike gettin' found |
The individual who had it was right across the street, parked at a food truck |
about to get something to eat and I’m like ‘heck no' |
Time to make him give me my respect, bro |
And if he flex, I’ma switch him over to the necro |
All this time, I’ve been upset, catching the metro |
So this is one of those situations I couldn’t let go |
The guy saw me and it scared him half to death |
Didn’t even take the food that he had ordered, he just left |
Obviously couldn’t catch him so I stood, looking silly |
As he rolled off, laughing at me, poppin' a wheelie |
Like ‘Wow, what do I do now?' |
I guess it seems |
That I’m gonna have to reacquire it through other means |
And oh yeah, it’s another point that should be brought to light |
There’s a couple things that I didn’t tell you ‘bout this bike |
It was souped up secretly in a lab beneath us |
Equipped with newly installed technological features |
The 's complete with a forcefield around the chair |
Three hundred miles an hour max speed, ground to air |
The tires couldn’t be penetrated with spikes or razors |
The handlebars converted to weapons that shot lasers |
An impressive lethal specimen disguised as a relic |
And it used nitrocellulose rocket fuel to propel it |
I wondered if he knew what this bike was capable of |
At that moment, I saw him again, hovering above |
Yeah he knows, but how could he have ever figured that? |
Never mind, all I wanna do right now is get it back |
Started searching, covering little ground ‘cause I was walking |
Everywhere I went I saw all the havoc that he was causing |
Destroying property, robbin', terrorizing the people |
Using his super bike for the emphasizing of evil |
So now, it’s time to resort to a different method |
To send a message that his efforts would be intercepted |
His step was smooth, this machine was incomparable |
But he never knew about the duplicates, see there were two |
When the first one was built, the manufacturer hastened |
To make a second version of it just for this occasion |
In the event that it’s stolen after I receive it |
The second one would be activated to go and retrieve it |
I traveled to the underground cave, knowin' it’s risky |
The builder of the bike was at least a hundred and sixty |
The crazy part is that he still looked healthy and young |
He pulled a sword on me and shouted, «What have you done? |
Fool, you were the only person who knew what was possessed in this |
So letting it get taken was stupid, reckless and negligent» |
I said, «Yes I been wrestling ever since questioning whether to step again into |
your presence and tell you, Your Excellenc-y» |
But to him, none of this was a secret though |
He already knew that this had happened three weeks ago |
After scolding me for eight hours, covering facts |
He gave me the second bike and said, «Bring the other one back» |
I said, «Yes sir, but first can we get something established?» |
He just mushed my face and said not to return until you have it |
The instructions were enclosed in a pill that gave clarity |
Soon as you swallow it, you’ll know its functions automatically |
The cave’s ceiling he didn’t remove it |
The advanced jet propulsion unit rocketed me straight through it |
An astrophysics mechanism in its power source carried me straight to it through |
a magnetic force |
In the original model, a chip case was placed |
So in minutes, me and the criminal stood face to face |
The war started, instantly missiles flying around |
We were in the sky, thousands of feet above the ground |
He flew behind a cloud, barely escaping my gamma |
I saw his image form on a thermographic camera |
A stealth device on my bike was |
He pressed a button on his handlebars, releasing a net |
He started to pull me in with a ray but I it |
My bike generated heat elements and dissolved it |
I calculated and planned a strategy then looked around |
Deactivated his antigravity then took him down |
He deactivated mine at the same time maybe |
But a parachute released and I floated down safely |
Unfortunately for him, he died on impact but |
Magically, although the bike crashed, it was intact, in fact |
I got a chance to look at his face some more |
And discovered it wasn’t even the guy from the store |
‘cause he walked up explaining that there had been a deception |
Told me the guy had taken the bike soon as I left him |
And kept him in a state of non-cognitive cerebrum |
Once I beat him, the spell broke and automatically freed him |
Now staring at the face of the one who tried to deceive me |
If I tell you who it was, you wouldn’t even believe me |
But I know what you’re thinking, but nah, it ain’t him, or is it? |