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Noob in the Game Video (MV)




Performed By: Al Montes
Language: English
Length: 4:15
Written by: Max Montes-Rodriguez




Al Montes - Noob in the Game Lyrics




Been thinking about the state of my life's progression
Since living in Florida, it's all just aggression
From the bottom of the citizens' feet to the top of the governor's head
Well, I displayed myself as a lost child at a Wal-Mart store
Who would keep picking up cravings since I craved for more
Would end up by switching my beat to then stop moving till my brain is dead
Hell, all I'm doing is relying on my parents' wallet plus some fishy loans
I am wishing for retrying and gain clearance than be Mister Lazybones

Keep it going

Yeah

With that being said

Let me show you what I got for you
Here, it's a present, has the color blue
What's this I sent? The emotions from the time I grew
But dude, quit the past, ain't got time for another cold war, too
So what to do? Ah, yes, that's right, rather get a dollar or two
Shoot, am I doing good? I'll keep writing a bunch of rhymes until I say goodnight, woo
Hey, what's up? Name's Max Montes with an S, güey
Say, do you know who you are talking to, mate?
Nay, we'll save the greetings for another day
Wait, we can pretend I'm portrayed like I'm great with no shame
Yay, let's celebrate. 4th of July, but it is me who is up in flames
Aiming the stars, I'll be staying while playing this game
Like COD, I'll be praying and spraying my prey
You better watch it cause if I catch you being a cheater
I'll make you botch in, pause stiff, snatch away your Cheetos
Boom, here is your tomb after sending you a Noob Tube
Whoops, I'm in my room, I'll upload this at YouTube
Hah
Dang, bang-bangs rounding up this damn thang
Man, what cranks I can make with these slangs
So enough shots, ain't got thoughts to pop punks, just stop drunks
Whose songs won't prolong or won't struck strong
That would just spit "Pap-pap" and "Ra-ta-ta"
"Tra-la-la-la", "Brah brah" and some "Yah yah"
Nah, tic-toc, bruh, times up, son, so ta-ta, y'all

Hah

Now, I apologize

For the inconvenience, but it's so convenient
For me receiving bricks and bridges
For a path to pass with all this rap and jazz
Firmly grasp on life, kick it up the ass
Changes are for grabs to be packing stacks
Pick your nuclear arm, like in Pakistan
Take the long highway, the Karakoram way
Gotta slash and slay, make my moves to sway
Side to side, up and down
My, oh my, all around
Keep it tight to the sound
Rap and write for those clowns
Whether I leave it light or spark lyrics with my might
I'll try to keep it right, Spanish and English on this mic, yo
Pues yo te enseño el valor de mi voz
Porque soy mi dueño con vigor, con razón
De tener mis sueños, 'Qui estoy, corazón
Con un gran empeño de buscar mi pasión
Dios, this whole blitz of entertainment, come and bring the pompoms
Solving business while I'm thinking, call me Jimmy Neutron
Keep on rocking while we rapping, no time for them buffoons
Puerto Rican, while I'm peaking, my shout out to San Juan

Yeah, that's it
Wait, wait, hold up

Call the weatherman cause cumulonimbus clouds are inbound
There goes Zeus coming down from Mount Olympus starting to astound
Look out, better duck cause lightning strikes are gonna blow
Oh, oh, wish me luck, I'm about to start this static flow

I'll take advantage while I manage
An image with a message, give me passage
Could be bragging or be begging, but I'm bagging for the chances on behalf of
These lyrics I be spitting, not for pity, but I could be
Very pretty, not really, just kidding
But I'm telling that I'm tailing
Not the rest, just the best of this nest who are jest when I'm stressed, so I'm blessed
That I can give my stance while I stand as a fan
Feeling grand, I could dance, maybe not
Pero con todo el sentido yo siempre te lo digo
Lo que hago es reñido, aunque no seas mi amigo
I could be gambling for a win as if I'd be playing bingo
But if I succeed, I'll be shocked and be screaming "Ay Dios mio"

So let me get this straight, it starts with some anxiety-inducing rap production, and the rest of the album is a hot mess of different genres?

Well, I would say most of them have rock and rap elements

And this one, you didn't even spelled it correctly

Oh, that was on purpose.

Dude, this is so dumb. Why even do this?

What can I say? I may be a noob at this but I just like working with music

Even it means not getting the validation or nobody liking your stuff?

Yes
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Been thinking about the state of my life's progression
Since living in Florida, it's all just aggression
From the bottom of the citizens' feet to the top of the governor's head
Well, I displayed myself as a lost child at a Wal-Mart store
Who would keep picking up cravings since I craved for more
Would end up by switching my beat to then stop moving till my brain is dead
Hell, all I'm doing is relying on my parents' wallet plus some fishy loans
I am wishing for retrying and gain clearance than be Mister Lazybones

Keep it going

Yeah

With that being said

Let me show you what I got for you
Here, it's a present, has the color blue
What's this I sent? The emotions from the time I grew
But dude, quit the past, ain't got time for another cold war, too
So what to do? Ah, yes, that's right, rather get a dollar or two
Shoot, am I doing good? I'll keep writing a bunch of rhymes until I say goodnight, woo
Hey, what's up? Name's Max Montes with an S, güey
Say, do you know who you are talking to, mate?
Nay, we'll save the greetings for another day
Wait, we can pretend I'm portrayed like I'm great with no shame
Yay, let's celebrate. 4th of July, but it is me who is up in flames
Aiming the stars, I'll be staying while playing this game
Like COD, I'll be praying and spraying my prey
You better watch it cause if I catch you being a cheater
I'll make you botch in, pause stiff, snatch away your Cheetos
Boom, here is your tomb after sending you a Noob Tube
Whoops, I'm in my room, I'll upload this at YouTube
Hah
Dang, bang-bangs rounding up this damn thang
Man, what cranks I can make with these slangs
So enough shots, ain't got thoughts to pop punks, just stop drunks
Whose songs won't prolong or won't struck strong
That would just spit "Pap-pap" and "Ra-ta-ta"
"Tra-la-la-la", "Brah brah" and some "Yah yah"
Nah, tic-toc, bruh, times up, son, so ta-ta, y'all

Hah

Now, I apologize

For the inconvenience, but it's so convenient
For me receiving bricks and bridges
For a path to pass with all this rap and jazz
Firmly grasp on life, kick it up the ass
Changes are for grabs to be packing stacks
Pick your nuclear arm, like in Pakistan
Take the long highway, the Karakoram way
Gotta slash and slay, make my moves to sway
Side to side, up and down
My, oh my, all around
Keep it tight to the sound
Rap and write for those clowns
Whether I leave it light or spark lyrics with my might
I'll try to keep it right, Spanish and English on this mic, yo
Pues yo te enseño el valor de mi voz
Porque soy mi dueño con vigor, con razón
De tener mis sueños, 'Qui estoy, corazón
Con un gran empeño de buscar mi pasión
Dios, this whole blitz of entertainment, come and bring the pompoms
Solving business while I'm thinking, call me Jimmy Neutron
Keep on rocking while we rapping, no time for them buffoons
Puerto Rican, while I'm peaking, my shout out to San Juan

Yeah, that's it
Wait, wait, hold up

Call the weatherman cause cumulonimbus clouds are inbound
There goes Zeus coming down from Mount Olympus starting to astound
Look out, better duck cause lightning strikes are gonna blow
Oh, oh, wish me luck, I'm about to start this static flow

I'll take advantage while I manage
An image with a message, give me passage
Could be bragging or be begging, but I'm bagging for the chances on behalf of
These lyrics I be spitting, not for pity, but I could be
Very pretty, not really, just kidding
But I'm telling that I'm tailing
Not the rest, just the best of this nest who are jest when I'm stressed, so I'm blessed
That I can give my stance while I stand as a fan
Feeling grand, I could dance, maybe not
Pero con todo el sentido yo siempre te lo digo
Lo que hago es reñido, aunque no seas mi amigo
I could be gambling for a win as if I'd be playing bingo
But if I succeed, I'll be shocked and be screaming "Ay Dios mio"

So let me get this straight, it starts with some anxiety-inducing rap production, and the rest of the album is a hot mess of different genres?

Well, I would say most of them have rock and rap elements

And this one, you didn't even spelled it correctly

Oh, that was on purpose.

Dude, this is so dumb. Why even do this?

What can I say? I may be a noob at this but I just like working with music

Even it means not getting the validation or nobody liking your stuff?

Yes
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Writer: Max Montes-Rodriguez
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