I need them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
And you can't throw stones when you grown
Gotta f*ck around and let the kid rock
Everyday for me was a green day
In my shoe box where I slip knots
And your girl wanna kiss I know that it sting
But you know we don't lip-lock
And she used to do it for the vines
But over time it's for tik-tok
And I be like lights camera action
Better get the popcorn clip hold more lead than Zeppelin
Taking off heads like Ozzy Osbourne and I came to kick down the doors
You could see exactly what I'm on
Nothing but guns and roses in my hand
Welcome to the jungle really my song
Yeah it's hard to rock like this
But I make it look easy believe me
Youngin' from South Jersey doing numbers
All the way from AC to DC
No gimmicks feel like Hendrix
Black man getting bands completely
So high to the sky they gonna need the Eagles to reach me
Never cared about no snow day
Me missing out on money nigga no way
I don't care if it's 40 below outside I'm a go out there and make a Cold-play
Had to gift with the music and my mom's always told me
Pulling strings up in Jersey like I'm Bon Jovi
Stayed away from police, and got fed like this
Offered my homie a slice like U2 can get bread like this
I'm a have to do the most and cop a ghost for all the times that I spent in hell
It's exhausting laying in them coffins surrounded by 9-inch nails
I need them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar yeah
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I need them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
And you can't throw stones when you grown
Gotta f*ck around and let the kid rock
Everyday for me was a green day
In my shoe box where I slip knots
And your girl wanna kiss I know that it sting
But you know we don't lip-lock
And she used to do it for the vines
But over time it's for tik-tok
And I be like lights camera action
Better get the popcorn clip hold more lead than Zeppelin
Taking off heads like Ozzy Osbourne and I came to kick down the doors
You could see exactly what I'm on
Nothing but guns and roses in my hand
Welcome to the jungle really my song
Yeah it's hard to rock like this
But I make it look easy believe me
Youngin' from South Jersey doing numbers
All the way from AC to DC
No gimmicks feel like Hendrix
Black man getting bands completely
So high to the sky they gonna need the Eagles to reach me
Never cared about no snow day
Me missing out on money nigga no way
I don't care if it's 40 below outside I'm a go out there and make a Cold-play
Had to gift with the music and my mom's always told me
Pulling strings up in Jersey like I'm Bon Jovi
Stayed away from police, and got fed like this
Offered my homie a slice like U2 can get bread like this
I'm a have to do the most and cop a ghost for all the times that I spent in hell
It's exhausting laying in them coffins surrounded by 9-inch nails
I need them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar yeah
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
And you can't throw stones when you grown
Gotta f*ck around and let the kid rock
Everyday for me was a green day
In my shoe box where I slip knots
And your girl wanna kiss I know that it sting
But you know we don't lip-lock
And she used to do it for the vines
But over time it's for tik-tok
And I be like lights camera action
Better get the popcorn clip hold more lead than Zeppelin
Taking off heads like Ozzy Osbourne and I came to kick down the doors
You could see exactly what I'm on
Nothing but guns and roses in my hand
Welcome to the jungle really my song
Yeah it's hard to rock like this
But I make it look easy believe me
Youngin' from South Jersey doing numbers
All the way from AC to DC
No gimmicks feel like Hendrix
Black man getting bands completely
So high to the sky they gonna need the Eagles to reach me
Never cared about no snow day
Me missing out on money nigga no way
I don't care if it's 40 below outside I'm a go out there and make a Cold-play
Had to gift with the music and my mom's always told me
Pulling strings up in Jersey like I'm Bon Jovi
Stayed away from police, and got fed like this
Offered my homie a slice like U2 can get bread like this
I'm a have to do the most and cop a ghost for all the times that I spent in hell
It's exhausting laying in them coffins surrounded by 9-inch nails
I need them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar
Man I need me them bands like Metallica
When they know you the champ they'll challenge ya
And they don't understand I'm the man & they days been numbered
Since my hand on the calendar yeah
Writer: Tyleek Jones
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