Open House (Музыка из сериала "Всеамериканский / All American")

Текст песни Nite Owl - Open House (Музыка из сериала "Всеамериканский / All American")

Open House Lyrics[Verse 1]
From Alpha to Omega
VHS to Beta
PlayStation to Sega
My skill is still greater
The sickest thing since VD, wicked like Ouija
Live my life crooked like the left finger on ET
Please believe me, this be the illest thing I ever wrote
Right after talking to Pac puffing on heavy smoke
Laugh now cry later
My only dream in life was to rock a mic in front of a few spectators
And rocks Shell Toes not Gators
Show love not hate us
I'm switching over like cross faders
To a better time and place where it's safe
And they can't judge a nigga by the color of his face
But by the content of the way that I kick these letters
I'm kicking it with white boys in Old Navy sweaters
Ball cap low on my eye
'Cause sometimes I'm high listen to my style
So much I'm just trying to get by
I'm just saying
For real, I'm just saying
[Verse 2]
I'm in the AC cooler than I ever was
I went from bubbling to a better buzz
Check this 'cause, I did it with no airplay
Wild out in the lot, we'll that's hearsay
I'm just trying to do my thing, shine like a star
Skills in the place Banner you know who we are
I'm Nite, that's Nate you know Knine
I already said my name, I just say the rhyme
Take it to the next level beat 'em with a shovel
Dig his own grave for 'em make 'em meet the devil
I'll play the nice guy you can play the Goodfellow
Nice guys finish last, you ain't even pass the class
Matter of fact, you ain't even study for it
Rapping just your hobby man, you trying to get some money for it
Man, I'm just setting the standard
They can't do what I do man and you can't stand it
Bring the high hat