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World Series Lyrics - Artist : Aaron Cole
I done been through the fire
But ion smell like smoke Grew up bumping Rakim Boy, I ain't no joke Sundown til the sun's up I been steady running up the score I ain't even gotta say it They know where I'm from You already know I know he got his hands on me Started business with no degree Fresh out high school straight to the league Satan blew a 3-1 lead Praise the Lord I been skating on ice Gotta grind for my dawgs Praise the Lord I been skating on ice Gotta grind for my dawgs 1 down, 3 more... Can't... Go... Can't go back now I gotta black out God got it mapped out I know we had doubts But I got angels on my side Keep on going that's my type Til my momma got no sighs I'm running on auto flight Picasso to hate I gotta draw the line Don't need money I'm lit This my God given gift Want my grandma walking again So tell me why would I quit Praise the Lord I been skating on ice Gotta grind for my dawgs Praise the Lord I been skating on ice Gotta grind for my dawgs 1 down, 3 more... |
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