Kavinsky - 1989 lyrics

1989 Verse 1 [Erreon Lee] E-R-R-E-O-N Everybody should have in their top 10 He don't need a tennis racket to get top spins A couple rappers got it, but honest they not him Funny how we live in the mirror by doctrine They tryin' to escape what is fate but they boxed in They try to fight it inside but they locked in I'm fightin' in the battles of life and I'm boxin' Neva second guess em, the crown in our possession Unfamiliar to silver, we neva heard of second Rose gold over here, I swear its been a blessin' I'm out of this world but the earth's what I'm reppin' That boy will still score 20 on a bad night If I say do it, she do it, I neva ask twice I am no otha', I am no s**a' I'm a star player, I ain't Rudy Muhh...f**a Chorus [Erreon Lee] Yeah mayne I'm goin' for the k**, gotta tell you how I feel Have you knowin' what's... real Lets take a drive baby girl, lets ride around Me and you can run the town mama tell me how that... sound I'm a tell you what you might not wanna hear Put ya hands over ya ears, but you still see it... clear Have no fear, honey wipe away the tears You know I'm down for you, thought I told you that I'm here Verse 2 [Erreon Lee] Feelin' like Mike J, boy I get my cool on I'm about my business; damn I need a suit on Ain't it clear? I don't hear no static baby I don't date average ladies... just the baddest baby Shout out to my ex chicks It's a new year so you know I'm on that next sh** Damn she lookin' foxy, I should make her my b**h Child of the 80's, yea he's on that fly ish Oh my, he's an eyebrow raiser Ask the coach; he said he's a game changer I feel no pressure; I'm a high steppa' Girl you really picked him? Like damn aren't I fresha'? Man aren't I cleva'? Say, why I even botha'? Young black American heart throbba' Chip on his shoulder, that new rap symphony The future of music, that 31st Century Chorus [Erreon Lee] Yeah mayne I'm goin' for the k**, gotta tell you how I feel Have you knowin what's... real Lets take a drive baby girl, lets ride around Me and you can run the town mama tell me how that... sound I'm a tell you what you might not wanna hear Put ya hands over ya ears, but you still see it... clear Have no fear, honey wipe away the tears You know I'm down for you, thought I told you that I'm here