Young bull - Billy Mays lyrics

This one's for Billy Mays Thinking back to the glory days Just a little kid Long hair in a twins lid Multiple retirements call me Brett favre Shoot a video then get a new car Bench 1000 pounds you can barely lift the bar Billy Mays I'm in a foggy haze Tasty like a donut with a crazy glaze Dominique Wilkins muscle tanks Chilling smoking blunts on the outer banks And they always called me tripod I'm Staying on your b**hes iPod Hitting bombs like a giambi Undead like motherf**ing a zombie Slow the b**h down I don't care I'm never going down survive on thin air And I'm never going to stop I'm never going to stop I'm never pulling over even for a cop Living legend till I drop I'm moving forward y'all in reverse k**ed the beat put it in a hurse Rhymes are too sick please call a nurse And I'm spitting straight did you listen to this verse And I'm k**ing MCs 24/7 Welcome to the gates of far from heaven Bounties on my head That's money on my mind f**ing all the dimes Lookin at the Rolex its still my time Tell me how to act but I'm a slow learner Beating motherf**es call me ike Turner And I live the life of a living legend Back up before you feel the Smith & Wesson And you can call me Mike Tyson I'll knock you out in one punch And I'm eating MCs like a hot lunch f** school and todays lesson Sorry I'm too busy undressing Another model Tell me slow down but I'm full throttle And this is sweet chin music like Shawn Michaels I stay with the green I guess they love to recycle Trying to get high but I'm way higher Listen to this sh** it's some motherf**ing fire Drinking Fiji water while i f** your daughter Best rapper in the game y'all can just quit I got all this bling, voice like larry king Step in the ring with a real champ We're feasting your living off a food stamp Don't listen to the haters I bump my own sh** Playing with me that's a life gamble Trucking motherf**ers call me Earl Campbell Stay with money leave a 100$ tip Timberwolves for life please rest in peace Flip Call me the mayor cuz I run this f**ing town You can try to dethrone but I'm never going down This is my life this is my b**h She a dime I'm f**ing ten cents Think you a show but you borin I'm on the f**ing moon call me Warren I got a couple ounces like a f**ing steak Got a routine wake and bake She don't listen cuz she doesn't want to hear Take the dick so hard I think I see a tear Face looking like a work of f**ing art Call me the f**ing hitman Brett Hart f** it don't need the sun I'll live in the shade Fruit juice and horor movies call it naked and afraid