Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Tall, artist - Oncue.
Date of issue: 22.08.2011
Song language: English
Feel Tall |
I’m cool with Katy Perry hooks in my cannabis verses |
Long as yall open up your wallets and purses |
Say you judge a man by the ones he converse with |
Those are gods, we young kings, so we perfect |
First they try to step on, then they try to jerk you |
Watch me turn stephon from years of being urkel |
Waiting in the wings, patience really is a virtue |
Just because I sing, That’s why you keep calling me commercial |
Wait a minute aye, here I come Hollywood |
I could probably go and set a f*ck, I probably should |
Tryin to cop my mama a nice crib, I probably could |
If I did it, but I swear I committed to the realness |
We so close, can you tell we about to kill this |
Plan the party now, call up Angela and Phyllis |
Tell em I want strippers and balloons |
cause cuey aint a quitter, we don’t get this shit for… |
Fuck is it you want? |
yeah |
It’s been way too long, oh |
lookin down on me |
I dreamt about everything that I’m bound to be, yeah |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |
I love weed right, I ain’t try see that |
its some beer pong, I just want a real song |
got me feelin tall like Shaquille with some heels on. |
I’ll be doing this til I’m dead and the pills gone. |
Wait, I think it’s bad time for you to say it |
Give me my dues 'cause y’all know I paid it |
Ten times over, sick of all you posers |
thinking you cooler than me, what the fuck, you mike posner |
Your girl coming over, way I hit the cho cha |
Drunk in the club, at home, or she sober |
Nah I’m just kidding, I really respect women |
but there’s one thing that I don’t, it’s your ma' fuckin opinion |
Listen up, my team get the green, we 'bout to split it up |
I see all the rocks and dirt you kicking up |
'Bout to hit the town, yo, try and live it up |
It’s a blue moon tonight, I don’t really give a fuck |
Don’t tell me that I can’t change the world |
You in it for the image, .or the chains, and the girls |
Sorry you’ve been lied to, I’m in it for survival |
Oh, you the dude that told me to go and rap like Plies do |
Fuck is it you want? |
yeah |
It’s been way too long, oh |
lookin down on me |
I dreamt about everything that I’m bound to be, yeah |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |
You can’t veto this, usually on emo shit |
flow sick chemo this, sipping on pino grig, with mindy who like indie shit. |
So we fuck to Brian Eno shit. |
I’m like the third dick she sucked, not she ain’t steal, bitch |
So close yet so far, oh lord I’m like mozart before figaro I go hard |
No odds, all you hater’s try to clothes line me |
Know your lifes over when the finally cosign me |
Tell Jay, tell Yay, I could flow so grimy |
I sing all my hooks yea this song so timely |
I swear, when you down and out everybody hits you |
I can’t even make rent, is that more of a visual |
We at war you bringing them pistols |
I’m all thinking missiles |
wanna put an end to my issues |
I ain’t gonna lie, I got a lot to live for |
Can’t wait to look back, laughing we were piss poor |
Trying to get more, hopefully I’ll be on |
wishin this apple juice will turn into dom perignon |
That I’m sipping, I never ever give it |
cause I’m helping these kids with my writtens, I deserve a ribbon |
Fuck is it you want? |
yeah |
It’s been way too long, oh |
lookin down on me |
I dreamt about everything that I’m bound to be, yeah |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |
I finally feel tall, taller than you. |