Victory Year by Ray Rife Lyrics
Come on man lets get this shit right
Been doing this all fuckin day
[Verse 1]
I'm so amazed by the maze that I'm living in
I'm so confused all these rules are we giving in?
Giving them the power they don't deserve shit is ours
Then again yall dont care man, I already know
You rather me talking bout Snow, I ain't gotta shovel
Or how baby mothers still twerkin, you typical folk
Man do ya thing, never judge, like for a couple plays
Turn me up loud enough results in a climate change
Global warming, burning the locals I tried to warn them
Soon as Jigga quit and give up his throne you know Im on it
Feel I was born amongst the Greys Rife from out of space
And if I ain't, Imma get there, belong there anyway
I know my purpose, this life's a circus, but I'm just working
Senzu Beans for my focus, my tunnel vision is opened
Treating patience with baby steps, careful of the next
Why rush time? It'll only bring me closer to death
Remind Myself
[Hook]
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
Wake up in the morning tell myself
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
[Verse 2]
This new music boring him
Should hate that you part of it
Should applaud the audience for letting all this corny
Can I get my young Horry in? I promise to score it in
Cause these alluring pens got my story in to historians
Enraged with serenity, playboy with a killer speech
I were 50 years older I'd have Ms. Daisy virginity
Give her strokes to remember me
Let off where her dimples be
And put a flag on that ass, mark her with penalties Uh
Can't demonstrate a certain style cause I'm versatile
I switch it up when I want
I pull your card when I see you pushing fronts
Renigging on what you are
Don't be the next Jack faking like professor Klump
I keeps it real, won't say a real nigga that don't appeal
Most of you cowards claiming never been in the field
I'm full Throttle, energy conserved for the cold winds
There's plenty more sins that they haven't opened
Not yet
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Last lap of the victory lap
Ironically I'm racing myself, no comp on the track
I give em lines that scar like an orthopedic giving heart procedures
But most of yall dont understand the speech Im speaking
Its All good though, I never let opinions get the best of me
Shrug off any critics dishin shit to thwart my recipe
Some of you hate complexities my life tends to thrive off it
Cause I'm the type to give back any bribed offers
Nothing easy, don't want that, like to embrace a challenge
Soon as I get my balance I'm taking over the islands
Hard to respect their views when they looking through a mirror
Close minded debates never clear on what they hearing
Smallest change sparks fear in anybody thats scared of the unknown
Afraid to give their lives some repairs
I made too many changes in my life I know my time's near
Just checked my watch this my victory year
Rife
Been doing this all fuckin day
[Verse 1]
I'm so amazed by the maze that I'm living in
I'm so confused all these rules are we giving in?
Giving them the power they don't deserve shit is ours
Then again yall dont care man, I already know
You rather me talking bout Snow, I ain't gotta shovel
Or how baby mothers still twerkin, you typical folk
Man do ya thing, never judge, like for a couple plays
Turn me up loud enough results in a climate change
Global warming, burning the locals I tried to warn them
Soon as Jigga quit and give up his throne you know Im on it
Feel I was born amongst the Greys Rife from out of space
And if I ain't, Imma get there, belong there anyway
I know my purpose, this life's a circus, but I'm just working
Senzu Beans for my focus, my tunnel vision is opened
Treating patience with baby steps, careful of the next
Why rush time? It'll only bring me closer to death
Remind Myself
[Hook]
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
Wake up in the morning tell myself
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
I gotta win this year
[Verse 2]
This new music boring him
Should hate that you part of it
Should applaud the audience for letting all this corny
Can I get my young Horry in? I promise to score it in
Cause these alluring pens got my story in to historians
Enraged with serenity, playboy with a killer speech
I were 50 years older I'd have Ms. Daisy virginity
Give her strokes to remember me
Let off where her dimples be
And put a flag on that ass, mark her with penalties Uh
Can't demonstrate a certain style cause I'm versatile
I switch it up when I want
I pull your card when I see you pushing fronts
Renigging on what you are
Don't be the next Jack faking like professor Klump
I keeps it real, won't say a real nigga that don't appeal
Most of you cowards claiming never been in the field
I'm full Throttle, energy conserved for the cold winds
There's plenty more sins that they haven't opened
Not yet
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Last lap of the victory lap
Ironically I'm racing myself, no comp on the track
I give em lines that scar like an orthopedic giving heart procedures
But most of yall dont understand the speech Im speaking
Its All good though, I never let opinions get the best of me
Shrug off any critics dishin shit to thwart my recipe
Some of you hate complexities my life tends to thrive off it
Cause I'm the type to give back any bribed offers
Nothing easy, don't want that, like to embrace a challenge
Soon as I get my balance I'm taking over the islands
Hard to respect their views when they looking through a mirror
Close minded debates never clear on what they hearing
Smallest change sparks fear in anybody thats scared of the unknown
Afraid to give their lives some repairs
I made too many changes in my life I know my time's near
Just checked my watch this my victory year
Rife