There Will Be Blood by The Lost Talent Lyrics
There Will Be Blood
Filling up every cup
Used for drinking syrup
I'm telling you what the fuck is up
With eric and his chain attached to a rock
But my life now really a hot life now
Is separated from the rock
I ended the moment when i was stopped
Now I'm moving forward
And i got the ball that i won't drop
Now its all in color
Used to be gray and black
Like the new movies in noir
I am The Artist with a scar
Never moved really far
Only wanted to live good with love in the car
Riding shotgun with me
With my shotgun riding swiftly
Actually just making my license
I'm currently after every crisis
Now its bright with real sun light
Not the bulbs - the fake type
I'm the real mic type
Not the social one
But the dude that will help you sincerely type
Don't care bout them but i help 'em
Matter fact i dap 'em in the back and send them back
And i lived like that from day to day
Now i care only about my Mom, my A.K and my dad
Don't need nothing else just a bit of cash
To give her what she wants...
So whatever it takes
I can't make a mistake
And even if i do we can fix it
And even if she does we can fix it
When something is broken you don't throw it away, muthafucka !
You help it to get better if you care
So what we got, we gon keep it
There Will Be Blood!
There Will Be Blood!
I'm here with that realness
No bullshit just real life-TLT-feelin-good-shit
I'm the good one with the pen
Ink it till the paper drown on my cool shit
Just that its my life, life, life, life
I just hope that it ain't a lie, lie, lie, lie
Thats why i always write, write, write, write
Thats why i need the mic, mic, mic, mic...
Whatever you want to say about me
I think I'm doing it right
Like on FBook just click "Like"
You can take a bite and take it
Taste it and make your opinion on the bakery
When I'm making according to my recipe
My MC cupcakes gon smash shit
And "Crash" it like Matt Dillon
And I'm just dealing my verses
I'm dealing with my curses so ...
Yeah you heard this
There Will Be Blood!
There Will Be Blood!
Filling up every cup
Used for drinking syrup
I'm telling you what the fuck is up
With eric and his chain attached to a rock
But my life now really a hot life now
Is separated from the rock
I ended the moment when i was stopped
Now I'm moving forward
And i got the ball that i won't drop
Now its all in color
Used to be gray and black
Like the new movies in noir
I am The Artist with a scar
Never moved really far
Only wanted to live good with love in the car
Riding shotgun with me
With my shotgun riding swiftly
Actually just making my license
I'm currently after every crisis
Now its bright with real sun light
Not the bulbs - the fake type
I'm the real mic type
Not the social one
But the dude that will help you sincerely type
Don't care bout them but i help 'em
Matter fact i dap 'em in the back and send them back
And i lived like that from day to day
Now i care only about my Mom, my A.K and my dad
Don't need nothing else just a bit of cash
To give her what she wants...
So whatever it takes
I can't make a mistake
And even if i do we can fix it
And even if she does we can fix it
When something is broken you don't throw it away, muthafucka !
You help it to get better if you care
So what we got, we gon keep it
There Will Be Blood!
There Will Be Blood!
I'm here with that realness
No bullshit just real life-TLT-feelin-good-shit
I'm the good one with the pen
Ink it till the paper drown on my cool shit
Just that its my life, life, life, life
I just hope that it ain't a lie, lie, lie, lie
Thats why i always write, write, write, write
Thats why i need the mic, mic, mic, mic...
Whatever you want to say about me
I think I'm doing it right
Like on FBook just click "Like"
You can take a bite and take it
Taste it and make your opinion on the bakery
When I'm making according to my recipe
My MC cupcakes gon smash shit
And "Crash" it like Matt Dillon
And I'm just dealing my verses
I'm dealing with my curses so ...
Yeah you heard this
There Will Be Blood!
There Will Be Blood!