Sock the Rapper - Gotta Go lyrics

Vers 1: CHECK, I need to check like one two or two one I confess I'm the best gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em) I confess I'm the best gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh) It's got that game time filling back against the wall Time to aim for this feeling num to the pain the only way to heaven Is to call record bord change the frame change the filting to the building My brain is the weapon im casel with trying prophete of the game that still in me Hit from laughish make a chilling one day im lead this name to my children So they can wear it with pride like this freshness fide that I went to the side And you can see the humble brake down to sides cause the truth taste good In the belly of lies I ain't selling you beef and ain't selling you pies not Flow doospick and no so nutritious look im telling you got put your hands in the sky Is that socket raping thats a hell of a guy thats why HOOK: I live my life on the line I like doing all the time Cause thats what I want Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em) Every second every hour I confess I'm the best Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh) Vers 2: So determined and so deserve and four for one on goal and my soul was burnin' And I ain't scared it will be great with no fear if you wanna live for ever here's Ya' chance right here the game is on but all the fans are gone do you do it for the love or just for show Become the one with a pa**ional feed for dow I'm addicted to adrenaline flow cause it makes me moooove Then I created a groove with a touch get rush baby I can't lose and this lame distance round with two left Shoes in the middle with the ring go the knockout king till the dreams to reality f** the technicalities Nothing never stopping me I guess its just a rocking me hole to roller loosing to get co shoulder And shamps get weighed the size of ice boulders soldier HOOK: I live my life on the line I like doing all the time Cause thats what I want Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em) Every second every hour I confess im the best Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh) Vers 3: Taking me church take-taking me church put your motherf**ing hands in the air Every day I wake up just my faults just one number working me working me Every day I wake up to grab my guitar just one number working me working me Every day I wake up to give him my arm you now I've being working me working me HOOK: I live my life on the line I like doing all the time Cause thats I want Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em) Every second every hour I confess I'm the best Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh)