Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Will, artist - Reverie. Date of issue: 09.07.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Will |
| You can’t be the greatest, bitch, that’s my middle name ! |
| & you can’t be competitive cuz you don’t even play this game |
| You’d rather give away some brains & i’d rather hit the trains- |
| Landmarks with the blades. |
| I’m stellar, I’m amazing |
| Kush, stress, fuck it, what we blazing? |
| I don’t really give a fuck today cuz lately |
| I’m pretty broke, & i ain’t laughing at the jokes |
| That i usually would. |
| misunderstood |
| Everybody thinks i’m mean, i’m a bitch, i’m conceited, got me Twisted |
| Call me out my name cuz I’m twisted |
| Had too much to drink & I’m pist as i vomit in the sink |
| Lock the door, I’m in tears. |
| drinking more every year |
| Keeping up with my peers & I’m pressured to succeed |
| All my homies like my raps & I’m exactly what we need |
| To believe that’s there’s more to our lives than the streets |
| My soul is in the beats & my lines are made of keys |
| Coke, jokes, wannabes, i breathes the palm trees |
| Sweaty summers, smelly breath, spray it till there’s nothing left |
| Got tips? |
| stock tips. |
| sexielove rocked tips |
| & you can pass the mic to me, homie, i got this! |
| They keep telling me i’m never gonna make it but i know that i will |
| & when i make it, i’ll come back for you, i promise i still… |
| Remember the days when we’d ditch just to paint in the river |
| Barefoot in the grime. |
| aerosol is leaking out my liver |
| My brain is made of bubbles & my veins are glossy purple |
| & my visions so diluted, shrooming out, spinning circles |
| I’m a miracle. |
| 5th element material girl- living this bacterial world |
| Soy milk in my cereal. |
| you’re imperial to me |
| Bitch, i’ll pass you a venereal disease if you make a mess of me |
| Bronchitis, stds, i.v. |
| pumping haiku’s, i got the recipe, the masterpiece |
| & you chose her over me because disasters tease |
| I fast on keys. |
| i haven’t eaten in 2 days |
| Put it on blast- its these pills & this white girl, she keeps harassing me |
| They keep telling me I’m never gonna make it, but i know that i will |
| & when i make it, ill come back for you, i promise i still… |