Lyrics Favorite Show - Napoleon Da Legend

Favorite Show

Thinking back school days in the back row
Sitting back writing rhymes teacher getting mad yo
She was thinking about my test I was thinking macro
Long term cause that wasn’t making my mind grow
When the bell rung, ran to the b ball court
Turned my ankle again but he all good
Back home!
parents are fighting my sis gone
Dads in bad mood my mom pissed off
Watching cartoons, D.B.Z
Saint Seiya and the games on T.N.T
Late night on the phone with a P.Y.T
Love talk was the Apple of my E.Y.E
No G.P.S.
showing me the destination
For me it was a time for experimentation
We’d flirt hand in her shirt, she was fine
Tongue kiss felt so weird the first time
Sun kiss skin for the land of the tropics
Started making music and I couldn’t even stop it
There’s a lot of stress at home
My momma crying it’s a mess at home
Dad had to get a second job
Went on / for months I didn’t see him at all
Felt like I would play ball all day long
Lifting barbells to get mad strong
Ansen taught me how to cross em up
Playing pick up I was getting props and such
Young C.P.3 in D.C. with T
At G.W.
hollaring at girls we see
Then my dad bounced then my mom bounced
We thought we was balling until the check bounced
But i ain’t stop i kept on
Held back tears kept strong
Seems like a couple days ago
Still miss it like my favorite show
Even tho I got ways to go
Still miss it like my favorite show
I carved a niche with my bars to become
Classic rated like a Martin Re-run
Studio, Julio Iglesias glaciers
Chapters and pages taking me to places
Painted a mosaic and they paying me to say it
Cause when they hear me talk they know it’s more an entertainment
Nothing sweet, I don’t sugar coat nothing
And the dude, you talking about is the goat is a mouton
I push buttons, no keyboard
Coming to the spot with C.4
Locked up in a cage for too long
Drinking oolong and rocking Surinam
I’m sort of a Phenom, I change when the beats on
Getting my beast on and forming a deep bond
I ain’t do this overnight took years
Shook off tears and kept rolling like Goodyear
Shook off fear stared death in the eyes
Moved stress to the left yo the Leg on the rise
With some new age gourmet with old soul mofos
Understand what I came to flow for
Kick in the door then I wave the 4.4
Black Renaissance de nuevo, you know Po
Sip Sirocco, nude beach with no clothes
Fly chick, anything less a no-no
Seems like a couple days ago
Still miss it like my favorite show
Even tho I got ways to go
Still miss it like my favorite show