Forever Foy - 30 For 30 Lyrics

Test, test
Foy, turn the volume up a little bit more
A little bit more
Yup, yup, let's go
Ready, set, go
Timing the flow, time and time again
Vicodin and Heineken
Overdose rhyming the holy ghost
Spiritual, lyrical, holy road
Slow, no, another globe
On the road
Poconos, destination no one knows
Vacation in open toes
Feel this breeze
Smell this weed we cooking
Probably why they keep looking
F*ck it
Two peas bucket
This beat ruckus
Pockets, none ya
Rockets, Thunder
Hope you brought that umbrella
They ain't tell ya
I am him
Numero uno, big guy sumo
Your majesty casually, you know
Randomly, frantically, panicking
Can't handle him, kiddo
Stuck in the spiritual, you and the widow
Kinfolk gather amongst his grave
Damn, that boy was brave
That's all they could say
Vest on, Kevlar, Teflon
Prayers Rev. Run
Roaches stepped on
Coaching these motherf*ckers till they death
Man, how many more steps left
Walking these niggas down
Years, months, weeks, hours
Now, it's ours now
Undisputed my man, he (Manny) Pacquiao
Niggas to sleep
For playing with me
May he weather (Mayweather) this beating
Nigga, I'm TBE
And you niggas is to be eaten
Feast, bon appétit
Beast, lion, tiger
Big league, minors
Bases covered
Home run, sliders
Spritz meets fire
Hide those lighters
Mask on, back on
Yes, oxygen is required
Hazmat attire, fry em
Flatline dying flashback
Saving Private Ryan
Opening scene, iconic
Seems ironic we'd had this in common
You can't touch them
Tell Hammer bury they loved ones
30 for 30
Are we done yet