Rel McCoy - Ain't Yours lyrics

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Rel McCoy - Ain't Yours lyrics

[Chorus] Yo, this ain't the same show To do with this what would they know? Living in bliss must be painful Losing your grip then probably this ain't yours [Verse 1] You lost chasing pots of gold and ah.. You biting scrolls that I wrote with no venom and I'm Sentimental when I'm bending non essential emcees I don't get em I break stride with the half steppers And swinging lines like a pendulum Only time could tell it better Yeah, let's call the album a Ten, Eddie Vedder My past is checkered but I'm still alive Penning these here records I've got a semi-fetish to make em feel like quitting Return to sender every twenty letters [Chorus] Yo, this ain't the same show To do with this what would they know? Living in bliss must be painful Losing your grip then probably this ain't yours [Verse 2] I ain't about it, you invalid tryna disallow this My mental howitzer will blaow it Every round sticks to ya like clam chowder On ladies blouses that we encountered In these public houses That's how the style fits Out here and in the Beaches I'm style rich but call me Robin Leaches It ain't just what you're seeking It's more how you seek it I'm St. Johns Newfoundland to Victoria's secret [Chorus] Yo, this ain't the same show To do with this what would they know? Living in bliss must be painful Losing your grip then probably this ain't yours [Verse 3] And you ain't gotta change your scope It's your aim broke, I stay out of focus to lame folks Jameson breath, I swear I'm ready to flame-throw And blow a kiss.. The bogus teachers never had no hope for the kid Calling him “doper” but I'm much more Doper than the doper is I'm making no excuses for the way I do this It's time to tighten the grip and tie up loose ends Ey yo, it's just business isn't it? It's payday every day but still the paper remains elusive I'm the who's who of those doing this With screws loose trying to tighten my lid And reach enlightenment, Rel is truly a frightening kid [Chorus] Yo, this ain't the same show To do with this what would they know? Living in bliss must be painful Losing your grip then probably this ain't yours