All My Life by The Kings Dead Lyrics
[Intro]
I am perfect
I've been perfect
I am perfect
I am perfect
[Hook]
All my life has been adios
Has been in and out of these downs
All my life has been this and that
Has been in-between with these clowns
All my life I've been, all my life I've been
Tryna Get-get right here
All my life I've been holdin' up this middle finger
To the ones that feel
[Verse]
I got em waitin' on a kid, they told me body everybody
Put a rose in this verse in this grave
Show up to yo party in a tux with a fist up
Lookin' like Malcom any means for this cake
Is this real life?
Information got us stickin' bout the world
Like it's W-W-W-W-W dot shut up!
Now been gettin' through the dark until it's sun-up
Police wanna see me when I pull up
Back in 06' I was bumpin' like yay
Same time Ebony was sellin' that yay
In the highschool highway, pushin' that weight
Singin' heard him sing when they took him away
I remember thinkin' damn, homie, who is the man, homie?
They put you in a can, now that probly the can, homie
Bars and the stars and the prisons
Tabloids plottin' on the kid full of disses
You done spent yo whole life runnin', spent yo whole life stuntin'
Spent the whole life lookin' for that *fuck*
What ya call it? I call it? cuz it soon develop
It's just whateva you design, the way you get it
Shawty like backpack rappers
I don't have a backpack just a lot of baggage
Just a lot of people that I'mma carry to the cabbage
Coulda signed a slave deal, didn't want masters
Bastards, singin'
[Hook]
I am perfect
I've been perfect
I am perfect
I am perfect
[Hook]
All my life has been adios
Has been in and out of these downs
All my life has been this and that
Has been in-between with these clowns
All my life I've been, all my life I've been
Tryna Get-get right here
All my life I've been holdin' up this middle finger
To the ones that feel
[Verse]
I got em waitin' on a kid, they told me body everybody
Put a rose in this verse in this grave
Show up to yo party in a tux with a fist up
Lookin' like Malcom any means for this cake
Is this real life?
Information got us stickin' bout the world
Like it's W-W-W-W-W dot shut up!
Now been gettin' through the dark until it's sun-up
Police wanna see me when I pull up
Back in 06' I was bumpin' like yay
Same time Ebony was sellin' that yay
In the highschool highway, pushin' that weight
Singin' heard him sing when they took him away
I remember thinkin' damn, homie, who is the man, homie?
They put you in a can, now that probly the can, homie
Bars and the stars and the prisons
Tabloids plottin' on the kid full of disses
You done spent yo whole life runnin', spent yo whole life stuntin'
Spent the whole life lookin' for that *fuck*
What ya call it? I call it? cuz it soon develop
It's just whateva you design, the way you get it
Shawty like backpack rappers
I don't have a backpack just a lot of baggage
Just a lot of people that I'mma carry to the cabbage
Coulda signed a slave deal, didn't want masters
Bastards, singin'
[Hook]