Drag me, hop out, and push me to the ground
Once upon a time, I was set free
An animal in disguise, a beast on the beat
Fire up the symphony, gather round quietly
Get high to bring peace, but not today I'm Kyrie
You woke the beast, you said I'm weak
I laugh at your teeth, you once made me weak
Can't drag me down, can't make me be
But I'm the greatest of all time, can't you all see
I'm the one, I will become
It's my destiny, it's my dynasty
I'm bout to take off, bout to grab the dream
I'm sick of Kyle, now I'm Kyrie
Drag me, hop out, and push me to the ground
Everybody pretentious, shorty
Everybody in here relentless, shorty
Everybody act vicious, everybody wanna be competition, shorty
Everybody want mentions, everybody want love but can't get it, shorty
Everybody want millions, everybody want cash stacked to the ceiling
But they ain't willing to do the work on the building
They love the feeling that the children is near them
But their fears embarrass them, so they barely concentrate
On these kids, we can say it clearly
They'd rather smoke, rather chill, rather have bids
Rather be a critic to the craft, talking bout their peers
They don't know the half, they don't know the days or the years
That you put into the art, that you put into the business
They don't even act attached to division
They'd rather attack and then cause division
They just wanna clash and bash your decisions
This is the way you eat, you got to make a living
God can make your foes your friends and he can hold your hand
And give you more peace when they give you more demands
They got cold feet, alright, I got the coldest hands
They'll flip, don't trip when they fold again
Kyrie Igus - Drag Me (feat. Ridgio) [Special Version] Lyrics
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Drag me, hop out, and push me to the ground
Once upon a time, I was set free
An animal in disguise, a beast on the beat
Fire up the symphony, gather round quietly
Get high to bring peace, but not today I'm Kyrie
You woke the beast, you said I'm weak
I laugh at your teeth, you once made me weak
Can't drag me down, can't make me be
But I'm the greatest of all time, can't you all see
I'm the one, I will become
It's my destiny, it's my dynasty
I'm bout to take off, bout to grab the dream
I'm sick of Kyle, now I'm Kyrie
Drag me, hop out, and push me to the ground
Everybody pretentious, shorty
Everybody in here relentless, shorty
Everybody act vicious, everybody wanna be competition, shorty
Everybody want mentions, everybody want love but can't get it, shorty
Everybody want millions, everybody want cash stacked to the ceiling
But they ain't willing to do the work on the building
They love the feeling that the children is near them
But their fears embarrass them, so they barely concentrate
On these kids, we can say it clearly
They'd rather smoke, rather chill, rather have bids
Rather be a critic to the craft, talking bout their peers
They don't know the half, they don't know the days or the years
That you put into the art, that you put into the business
They don't even act attached to division
They'd rather attack and then cause division
They just wanna clash and bash your decisions
This is the way you eat, you got to make a living
God can make your foes your friends and he can hold your hand
And give you more peace when they give you more demands
They got cold feet, alright, I got the coldest hands
They'll flip, don't trip when they fold again
Once upon a time, I was set free
An animal in disguise, a beast on the beat
Fire up the symphony, gather round quietly
Get high to bring peace, but not today I'm Kyrie
You woke the beast, you said I'm weak
I laugh at your teeth, you once made me weak
Can't drag me down, can't make me be
But I'm the greatest of all time, can't you all see
I'm the one, I will become
It's my destiny, it's my dynasty
I'm bout to take off, bout to grab the dream
I'm sick of Kyle, now I'm Kyrie
Drag me, hop out, and push me to the ground
Everybody pretentious, shorty
Everybody in here relentless, shorty
Everybody act vicious, everybody wanna be competition, shorty
Everybody want mentions, everybody want love but can't get it, shorty
Everybody want millions, everybody want cash stacked to the ceiling
But they ain't willing to do the work on the building
They love the feeling that the children is near them
But their fears embarrass them, so they barely concentrate
On these kids, we can say it clearly
They'd rather smoke, rather chill, rather have bids
Rather be a critic to the craft, talking bout their peers
They don't know the half, they don't know the days or the years
That you put into the art, that you put into the business
They don't even act attached to division
They'd rather attack and then cause division
They just wanna clash and bash your decisions
This is the way you eat, you got to make a living
God can make your foes your friends and he can hold your hand
And give you more peace when they give you more demands
They got cold feet, alright, I got the coldest hands
They'll flip, don't trip when they fold again
Writer: Kyle Garrigus
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