The Cranberry Show - Gravity lyrics
rate me[Intro]
They said we’ll never make it
They said the moon was just too far away
They said we should stop dreaming
We said, let’s talk more
Gravity on me, never let me down
Just lift, gravity, will make
Never let me go, no, no
Okay, okay, the moon is painted black today
You killed the dream of another brother
Hope your mom’s a lesbian, cause karma is a motherfucker
Yes I’m talking gravity, who guns heavy as ours
Niggas think we aiming at them, but we shooting for the stars
Where was y’all
We from another fucking race, gold chains, hela intelligence
Heavy as elephants, chase I’m on my uhard flow
Put them niggas in they place, cause more of us
Will probably go to jail that go to outter space
Slow your pace, niggas dying, all she needed was a pension
And she always had drive, all she needed was an engine
When your fans turn to rappers in the city that you living
You go from the inspiration to the fucking competition
Never give em pots to piss in, all these niggas I won’t body
Got me screaming kamikaze, in a fucking maseratti
Grab a shotty, put it to my body, say I pull it back
I’d rather die before I sell out, I go lying on my back
So tell my mother that I love her, give my Grammies to my grannies
Though I never won one back this verse
So put me in the standings, how bout that, how bout that
Pussies ain’t up on my level
Yet god created us equal, but he also made the devil
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on me
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on you
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on me
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on you
I’d rather die before I wake
I’d rather die before I wake
How bout you?
I’d rather die before I wake
I’d rather die before I wake
Now let that pitch breathe
We tryina be block post regulars, we killing all competitors
And veterans to new niggas who really think they better than us
Seize monsters they scared of us
Like they was in the trenches, but wasn’t under the bet with us
Let’s get it clear, the game is a mom, and the kids is the fans
And it’s really up to y’all, to let em know we here
Get it, they didn’t listen, they wishing they did
Now they feeling regret, kickin theyselves in they ass and they dick
And my venoculars is, causing spectacular shit
Come out my pen, whenever I’m rappin so rap in this bitch
They said we would never make it, cause we wasn’t pop enough
Well that explains why all these new niggas, they copy us
While they think it’s a compliment
Because they fucking mocking us
And if I could be honest it’s really the fuckin opposite
We did all this with no label or fucking complices
Cause being a self made millionaire was on our bucket list nigga, check!
You don’t even know, you don’t even fucking know
Gravity’s got you
We’ve been dead for 13 years
The whole time you’ve been listening to a hologram
I swear to god I miss the days of being grounded
I swear to ground I miss the days of being god
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on me
I’d rather die before I wake
I’d rather die before I wake
How bout you?
Up down, pull me now
Up down, pull me now, on me
Up down, pull me now
I’d rather die before I wake
I’d rather die before I wake
How bout you?
