the life with the world in my hands A rush from the crowd, the roar of the fans When the lights come up he feels like the champ He feels like the champ
's teeth, that's crazy The lean and the weed got us lazy Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know On behalf of the People's Champ Me myself Pretty
jealous friends been in denial I ain't askin much, lil' momma just keep it real Either you're down with me or not, baby what's the deal [Chorus] - 2.5X w/o
to you again Let the music play, he won't get away This groove he can't ignore, he won't leave you anymore S.O.S. S.O.S. S.O.S. That crazy chick don
I'm gonna assume that my phone is broken Delivery reports have ruined my life Half a bowl of cereal's left me choking Choking on time My guitar is on
Trill is when you're hustlin', trill is when you're grindin' Trill is when you punch in that clock overtimin' Trill is when you keep it real one hundred
me when I took ya in You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!) You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up) You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the
"The Champ" [Dialogue borrowed from a "Rocky" movie] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread
There's a call that rings for the one who sings to those now gone astray Saying come ye men and your load of sin there at the altar lay You don't seem
Raising levels Jim Flight seven oh four three two one, red four Green expanding to one Moving levers up at seven decimal eight Moving two point liters
I left my old home to ramble this country My mother and dad said, "Son don't go wrong Remember that God will always watch over you And we will be waiting
Stack-O-Lee and Billy Lyon They were gamblin' in the dark Stack-O-Lee told Billy "Billy Lyon let's take a walk" Stack-O-Lee won Billy Lyon money And
Who threw the whiskey in the well Who threw the whiskey in the well They were feeling mighty fine Higher than your divine We said, who threw the whiskey
Can't Kick The Habit 3:39 Trk 3 Champion Jack Dupree (Jack Dupree) Jack Dupree - vocal & piano Ennis Lowry - guitar Wendell Marshall - bass, Willie
It's been a long day in the field for us all Catching balls and dropping balls It's been a long life in this world Catching hearts and dropping hearts
living the life with world in my hands A rush from the crowd the roar of the fans And when the light comes up He feels like the champ He feels like the champ
daze On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze [Paul Wall talking] Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby [Paul Wall] It's the people's champ
I'm ballin baby Big ballin, big ballin, big ballin, big ballin Gridiron on the beat, big house, big car Hoes everywhere, ice everywhere, money everywhere