Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Benjamin Trillington, artist - Social Club Misfits. Album song Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.03.2015
Record label: Social Club Misfits
Song language: English
Benjamin Trillington |
| Do me a favor |
| Stop leaving your kids in the car |
| And then, and then shopping |
| That’s bad parenting |
| It’s not a good look |
| Feel like Johnny Cash in that all black |
| Told my friends and they all laughed |
| I wrote «Be Yourself» in the hallway, spray painted in all caps |
| Cut myself and I still bleed |
| Religious people don’t feel me |
| We got nominated for some award |
| But I don’t care ‘cause I’m still me and I’m livin' life |
| I got no room for the old me |
| I went to Brooklyn, got no sleep |
| We don’t pop mollies and smoke weed, can we dim the lights |
| Recording emo songs over trap beats |
| They sendin' shots pointed at me |
| But I’m duckin' them like I’m Ali, cause I’m in the fight |
| We don’t look at rappers for inspiration |
| I can’t relate to what you’re saying |
| I been this way and I’m never changing |
| It’s Social Club, Wu-Tang, Dipset |
| And you mix it up, the misfits know that we live and love |
| And we keep going, never giving up |
| Cause we been trill |
| Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life |
| Homie I’ve been trill |
| Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life |
| Yeah, I’ve been trill |
| Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life |
| Homie I’ve been trill |
| Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life |
| I’ve been trill |
| Yeah, Santino home |
| Got my son by my side and I feel a certain way about it |
| So many flights now I’m riding no problem |
| Ask Martymar how I talk to the pilots |
| I talk to the stewardess she bring me my coffee |
| Curb Your Enthusiasm got me laughing |
| Puerto Rican Larry David of rapping |
| What happens is ya’ll are not living your passion |
| You’re living the life of another |
| Wish you could die when you fumble |
| You think you’re game over, you stumbled |
| But walking away from your faith |
| Is no way to replace everything He’s already done for you |
| Dang… and I been trill |
| Been skilled with that pencil still |
| Been freestyling for 15 years |
| When I write it down know it’s been killed and I been trill |
| No pressure, no gang signs, no hand gestures |
| No competition, don’t even measure |
| Spittin deeper than buried treasure |
| Now I been trill, know the truth hurts |
| Got my high beams on in my new hearse |
| Cause I just died, yeah I still struggle |
| Why I wrote it down in this new verse |
| And I been trill, Benjamin Trillington |
| Social Club boys in the building bruh |
| Telling ‘em God has a plan for they life |
| And if you hate on that then I don’t know what you living for |
| New house, new car |
| Got the same spouse, with some new kids |
| On my old block like my old pops |
| When we first came to the U.S., cause I been trill |