Sam Fuel - To Born lyrics
(talking skit) Also, don't even think about it Why should I say so, can you please give it to me a water? Got it! Here, Sam Fuel Thank you! You're welcome *drink that water* Taste good Hell yeah! Oh, hello, William! Bro, I love you this way! Thanks man Anthony, coolin' man, true nothing can love you! The first day, I wake up in the morning and I got a sore throat Oh my god! Do you really think it is a wrong with your neck!? Yep, think so, just right! My voice has been changed because I got a sore throat, it hurts! Oh no, lemme give you some medicine! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I feel better now and I feeling sick yesterday Okay! *open the car door and close the car door and ride* Sam-Sam-Sam Fuel, you're my son! Hey, why are you my mother! Sam Fuel, but you're my son and I'm your mother, I know you are man, you are a young man, you're my son, okay? Fine! It was you even thinking about I'm your son, why should I'm a son! But I am a man, but I was born on November 6th, 1987, so I'm old 29! That's all, okay? Fine! Maybe I think you Yes I know, Sam Fuel! Listen to me, I know you are a man, but you're my son anyway, okay? Because you're my son and I'm your mother I said, but, I know you are a man, that's all? Listen to me, Mom! You're grounded, grounded, grounded, grounded for a independent years, I am a man! If I am your son, you're grounded! You freaking me out, but I am a man now, okay? [Intro: Anthony Naoil] Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep Yep, yep, yep E.H.L.S. member of: Frank Fuel, William Naoil, Victor James, Anthony Naoil, Jessia Fuel and Sam Fuel, oh! [Verse 1: Frank Fuel] My name is Frank Fuel, understanding Remove the place left keys right to the left been hanging Just in case you there coming through New York City That's so sick and vomiting greedy Saddle is polorist' seminars are wasting my time Sick and tired of racing board and then I sick I was line Don't you dare ever catch a ball but now what should we do I'm sick and tired of you raising hands to yourself For now on, I must take over take over the world Let's getting in the breakfast, now I could Just ignore me, you know me?? Second place to rhyming of bit like a biffarmist' Slapping me in the face because I'm so annoying her Just a place day working beat producer all the times Sometimes, just ignoring her right now Smash crew the way almost there like a water gorimid' Sometimes you do like it either right now otherwise You wasting my time today I was to [Bridge: Frank Fuel and Wlliam Naoil] Born, born! [Verse 2: William Naoil] I still no wondering I just you and me buddy! Kiss like you first, jam that hype Listen to us man, you better wake up babe Still and frozen everybody never talk, big signals [Verse 3: Victor James] YOLO! What's happening today, kind of unhappy priest pieces of haven bible reading book Definitely justice picked up the mic freestyle like expecting a records beat on the bombs [Verse 4: Anthony Naoil] I, I, I just wondering I knew it on today I never was rather born cues on I like that I hate that, love, quit, and mentality spitting bombs splashing out of beats selling freestyle Of course not, dammit, listen to your mother I just picked up the reaches Getting freaches hizzamethid reality personnel keys Lamolate due certainly mine as gorimid' pizza, got it! [Verse 5: Jessia Fuel] The Buddhist Monk of the Buddhism I like this you are, reversing of the day yes! I like sing-a-long time I was born yet To born nothing a kicking my chains hook come from my bridge [Verse 6: Sam Fuel] That's nothing, my name is Sam Fuel Shaolin Monk and Shaolin Fist Sometimes, I won't let you down again Today to born getting party, along a time ago Years old and cheering to me Are you rejected? Mind to yourself! But I don't know what are you talking about that hype Sing-a-long time to choir lyrics getting higher higher sings Medicine, under hood to born