OREC - Lifetime lyrics

[HOOK] These the real beats Play in the real streets f** ya fake deals mate, these the real meets Climb on in honey Mine the real sheets Still the bad kids runnin' from the real police Buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats If i were Jesus, you know I'd heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes Heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes Yeah! [Verse 1] Freshed up Im all dressed up It don't matter where, I'm gonna be your guest star You damn guessed it I'm drinkin' out the best gla** Whatever girl I'm with, she got the best a** I put my dreams first, other sh** dead last I'm not worried, with ya girl I got the best chance Big K collect hotties and he let the rest pa** Yeah he let the rest pa** I'm sh** at swimming but you know I'm good at breast-stroke I know this one guy from Mel, and he's the best bloke Left wing guy More Pepsi, less Coke Mano a Mano, Hermano? Come here and get choked! These days what's an artist to do Paint a picture and get up in two? Van-go the f** away, we're a party of two So f**ed up that we can't even move [HOOK] These the real beats Play in the real streets f** ya fake deals mate, these the real meets Climb on in honey Mine the real sheets Still the bad kids runnin' from the real police Buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats If i were Jesus, you know I'd heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes Heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes Yeah! [Verse 2] I feel I'm trapped, ay I'm cryin' for help Seems this song is just writin' itself Who's got a question, come on now, hands up, don't yell! Why all the girls being kind to ya belt? Ummm What can I say, man, I'm one of a kind So take a seat if you're feeling inclined I mean, let me make clear; I'm not normally lined I'm a chest filled with diamonds inside Big K came along, said my rhymes were dope He knew I got the hope and the flow to gloat Motorboat pros on the road to Rome You might not yet but get ready know 'em, f** oath! Unknown but still the kind that you read about So keep in mind when you're eatin' out; Pocket ya wallet and in 2 years time you can grab tickets to a "Kid Enno" show And that's somethin' you'll be needin' now [Hook x2] These the real beats Play in the real streets f** ya fake deals mate, these the real meets Climb on in honey Mine the real sheets Still the bad kids runnin' from the real police Buy a new shirt, all fresh, real pleats If i were Jesus, you know I'd heal these people off their face, whack with rhymes Heal me coz my sickness lasts 3 lifetimes Yeah!