Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lights, Camera, Action, artist - Mean.
Date of issue: 20.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lights, Camera, Action |
Lights, camera, action |
It’s Mean ready for action |
I’m back for the attack |
This class is now in session |
Now, don’t play pretend if you don’t understand |
This is lyrical philosophy from the brain to the pen |
So bow down and kiss the ring |
Still dressed in designer things |
I only speak about top dollar |
Never popped a collar |
Pop a pill to ease the pain that the world brings |
I’m spending money on all these gold things |
My soul sinks |
That’s how my soul sings |
Hear my soul sing |
And as my soul sinks |
I drown in sins for better things by any means necessary |
This shit is legendary |
Don’t gotta wait for it |
Imma give it to you live, No TNT |
‘Cos I’m a VIP and I’m the MVP |
Bitch, I’m the king of the throne |
No one can step to me |
From the front to the back of the castle |
I’ve got my knights from the templar |
Boy, don’t you mess with a rascal |
Come take a step, imma tackle ya |
Don’t step in the ring |
You messin' around with a king |
Armored and ready to bring |
Pain with the rest of the team |
Get with the scheme |
We hustlin' hard for the cream |
Lights, Camera, Action |
Lights-Lights, Camera, Action |
Strike a pose, Snap a pic |
Come get down where the action is |
Boy, don’t you know I’m a fashionist |
Got a little bit of this and a little bit of that |
Boy, you messin' with a beast on a little bit of crack |
You ain’t fuckin' with the steez and I couldn’t give a crap |
Get down with the rat pack and I roll |
With a fat stack and the back of the row |
Better step back, watch your act and I go |
Imma clap back with a gat to your dome |
On my worst behavior, So? |
I done been a bad boy for so long |
Don’t give a shit about anything |
But that paper game I got, so strong |
Go blocka-blocka ‘cos my sneaker game so proper |
Imma romper stomp ya if you’re lurkin' in my corner |
On the road to the riches, there’s hits and misses |
I pick up the pieces, Be a witness |
I’m throwing disses to all the bitches |
Don’t worry ‘bout it, I’ll make all the ends meet |
I’ll put up a fight ‘cos I won’t admit defeat |
Mean |