Luke Christopher - Hell of a Rhyme lyrics

rate me

Yeah, let me take your back

I had the people sayin’ na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na

Yeah!

Luke Christopher

Observe

I was born on Nobel back when niggas had to run away quick seat

All folks never like the young ass kids beat

Soothing hoops down by the drive way

And if I hit the ball over the wall, I have to go and take the side way

I say, I say I may have race all in my schools

Fighting in lines and trying to stay cool like uncle on the wall

You’re like mirrors in my hoodie, in my one pair more

No I was not as .. I could make the lady ..

Starting spitting from the heart when they was fitting from the whilling

Talking bout how they forever kings, yeah right

Forever never know me, do see me right

I used to tell stories at the park on the play ground

And after dark, remember the cocks we come ..to stay down

So my nigga .. they heard you lay down,

I’ma hit the relevant, the bird on the way down,

See that was how we roll, that was how we roll,

We would never hood but we had a lot of soul, so

Anytime I’m back and hope doing the show y’all

I had that mother*cker bounce like a pogo.

Hook:

Yeah, so get your hands high,

If you in the mood for a hell of a time,

Call up the homies, get a bottle of wine,

And I’ll supply you, what the hell of a rhyme like.

Yeah, so get your hands high,

If you in the mood for a hell of a time,

Drive to the store, get a bottle of wine,

And I’ll supply you, what the hell of a rhyme like.

I was wearing them .. chucks with the flow in the past

But only 15 bucks, you’re taking caps to the dash

And hot doubt with the baddest chicks of the room,

Hundred teachers say man, I’m glad they graduate soon

Yes and all they nice with me were heard in for real,

We drive to Beverly Hills just to see how it feels

If the weather was cold, we would hit up a show,

Tryin to sneak into the back, so I could spit up a flow

We was late, we roll the bikes after the buss

We were the legends of the summer, there’s a chapter for us

In the books somewhere, yeah, somewhere pretty

In our own live .. I forgot in city,

Life is the fast as, ain’t nobody tell you why the life of the rap it’s all money and go

Cars and hoes, but diamonds don’t sign in the dark

And go, we sayin this , huh

2 x Hook:

Yeah, so get your hands high,

If you in the mood for a hell of a time,

Call up the homies, get a bottle of wine,

And I’ll supply you, what the hell of a rhyme like.

Yeah, so get your hands high,

If you in the mood for a hell of a time,

Drive to the store, get a bottle of wine,

And I’ll supply you, what the hell of a rhyme like.

Get your hands high!

Get your hands high!