E-dubble - Be A King lyrics

Chorus: My momma told me- One day I'ma grow up big and I'ma be a king And my poppa told me- It's ok to sing when sh** hurts Don't forget your dreams Cuz' they'll get you through this So called life, they call living but I call it strange And I bet I'll do it Cuz' I'm on my way and strong enough that I can shake the pain Verse 1: Mr. sunshine, mr. rainstorm, Meet me in the conference room we need to brainstorm Need some middle ground, need an even keel But you're at war picking sides give me fever chills I'll take em' both like my flu shot broke I need the give and take to keep me out of that moat My head above water thoughts to those lost this week All these tragedies stay on repeat Like we can't shake sh**, I can't speak on it Fist to the sky but I can't beat on it Drink in my cup so I'm gon' sip on it Cam newton's prolly pissed, he can't stiff arm em' All these levels of these relative problems And benevolence is elegance for those who can solve them I'm feeling pretty low like I"m stuck at the bottom But I know I'll rebound like the bulls with Rodman I am, just exactly what I will be Just a guy who can rhyme n' chop ill beats One day I'll recover from what ails me Till then I'm on that f**-- what the sales be Verse 2: They talk about d**h, we're tryna live life While they're signal says left but they really going right But who cares they got nothing to improve upon Meanwhile we past them, fast lane, rubicon So let the sh**storm rang in They try to dap us up, but we just leave em' hanging Yeah- so let em' catch up with the language They can talk sh** but you know that we can manage they say they tired of the metaphors They are only pissed that they never really ready for em' so go ahead and get ready for em' Pop another bottle cuz' you gonna' need a steady arm it's like we're living in the Tron Game Lines are all blurred cuz' we're sippin on the bombay john stock verse lebron james No competition when you factor in the time change Babe Ruth s**s f** what the books say I could strike him out with 3 pitches in an arm sling Yeah and we can do anything Momma said it's true and I put that on everything Verse 3: We don't ask for the doors to close in this life So we hoping... they keep em' open And if they shut those doors we'll smash the skylight Till it's broken... and smell the roses Need to take that time to find our own road So we focused... on what's golden And our gold don't shine it's not from no mine So we're not just living for a token