Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fornever, artist - Murs. Album song Fornever, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2010
Record label: SMC
Song language: English
Fornever |
Yeah, you know. |
There’s some things you’ll never be |
Some things you’ll never see |
You understand me mane? |
Kurupt Young Gotti, MURS. |
Listen |
Forever man |
You’ll never be better than MURS and 9th Wonder |
Wanna welcome you to Neverland |
He press play and my imagination run wild on your best day |
You only got one style |
We multi-task, we multi-faceted |
You soak up my style then you try to repackage it |
We mastered this, no rookie mistakes here |
Something like a mixture between Tookie and Shakespeare |
Classic composition man we killin’compositions |
Catalog consistent, it’s compellin’you to listen |
True poetry, we do it how it’s supposed to be |
Cause right before I write it I imagine you «in'me |
Tabernacle, pterodactyl, apple kush plants |
Medical shops, I go and sample kush plants |
I’m the first, the worst to verse ocean |
Water vibe, vibrant, verse surfin' |
Little mama |
No drama |
Osama |
Obama |
She said I’ma |
Do it to her proper |
She ain’t never lie |
Come and bring it to your poppa |
I movie roles, baby I’m up for Oscars |
Kick the game like football and soccer |
Lames get maimed, perpetrators get penetrated |
I cock it, I pop it, don’t knock it so stop it |
I got it I lock it, rocket, copped oxes |
For real |
I got that NATO appeal |
Too much game |
Too much skill |
I’m smashin' |
If Snoop won’t fuck Kim Kardashian I will off of film |
Feelin’myself cause this is how I feel |
I’m too real |
I’m too trill |
And y’all never (never) |
Seen a guy like me |
Or anybody fly like me |
I Ray J hoes, don’t say no more |
Video tape 'em but stay behind the camera with doe |
I gotta let you know |
That y’all never, never |
«Never» |
She said, «Come over here with me."I said, «Bitch, I’m camera shy."Haha. |
We shut it down |
West coast king shit |
California swagger supreme |
I mean this |
Chuck and Dickie’s you can’t fuck with me |
We got the best weed |
Half a zip a buck fifty |
I’m makin’money, havin’fun, doin’great shit |
It’s MURS and Kurupt, motherfucker could you hate this? |
I’m Dodgered out, we rock the house |
Smokin’on the front porch at my mama’s house (let me hit that) |
Come see me, we take life easy |
The homie, fresh out, said he seen me on TV |
That’s what I do it for |
This is for you and yours |
We do it for the love |
What the fuck you makin’music for? |
What you do it for? |
What you makin’music for? |
Huh? |
Cause you could never ever ever ever |
Be nothin’like this. |
We don’t sip on Cris |
This indo blowin’mane ya dig? |
Kush or nothing. |
Ya bitch! |
Never. |
Aye MURS. |
I’m gonna see you at the festival mane |