The Awesome Wheelie Intro by TheNeXTGUI Lyrics
The Awesome Wheelie (Intro)
[Intro]
Uh, y'know
I still run with that, that fellow gamer
Scholar and gentlemen
It's just hot, until a person can't take it no more
Blood on the page, heart of the rage, the absolute wheelie
[Motorcycle passing]
[Verse]
Word to mother, I'm still at it
Flipping words like acrobatics, stayin outta court, cleanin' my shirt
Never was good at mathematics
But it's always forward I'm movin'
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
Cuz at the club I'd be handin' out double Ms
Stayed up all night listenin' to double M
Now my account got more than double Ms
Major key notes fallin' onto L double M S
This song got one seventy-five BPM
They ask, where's the son been
How'd he go from Benson to just Ben?
And then burned us like (Bunsen)
Is that us stuck in the background?
All we can afford is McDonald hashbrowns
Rolled over dope fiends, walkin' out the door, all of you poor
I learned the difference 'tween the snitches
The real ones, and who's soft, and who's venomous in my absence
People jumpin' for truth
Evil stuntin', hiding through my youth
Walkin' very fake lines, packin' a nine
When I thought I was ghetto, but this is a rebirth
Only truth can close this
Never walked through deserts to be free
Just the next guy, passed over, said it in Coda
That was Aleph, now we're Gimmel, bro what?
Ask John it all, did it all, most of y'all will stop for a minute
Observe my presence then I'll get rid of y'all
Life's a Bitch then y'all die, no matter how ya spin it
Hate to cease yo plan, you look like chemo man
To those doubling money, winners, fellas who real
You're da Man, get the mils
Rewind to my first mixtape, chill
From Demo to Wheelie, this is survival
[Outro]
Blood on the page, heart of the rage
Blood on the page, heart of the rage
Uhh, uhh, Blood on the page, shoutout to Nas
Uhh, yeah
Huh, next song, uhh, will be good
[Intro]
Uh, y'know
I still run with that, that fellow gamer
Scholar and gentlemen
It's just hot, until a person can't take it no more
Blood on the page, heart of the rage, the absolute wheelie
[Motorcycle passing]
[Verse]
Word to mother, I'm still at it
Flipping words like acrobatics, stayin outta court, cleanin' my shirt
Never was good at mathematics
But it's always forward I'm movin'
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
Cuz at the club I'd be handin' out double Ms
Stayed up all night listenin' to double M
Now my account got more than double Ms
Major key notes fallin' onto L double M S
This song got one seventy-five BPM
They ask, where's the son been
How'd he go from Benson to just Ben?
And then burned us like (Bunsen)
Is that us stuck in the background?
All we can afford is McDonald hashbrowns
Rolled over dope fiends, walkin' out the door, all of you poor
I learned the difference 'tween the snitches
The real ones, and who's soft, and who's venomous in my absence
People jumpin' for truth
Evil stuntin', hiding through my youth
Walkin' very fake lines, packin' a nine
When I thought I was ghetto, but this is a rebirth
Only truth can close this
Never walked through deserts to be free
Just the next guy, passed over, said it in Coda
That was Aleph, now we're Gimmel, bro what?
Ask John it all, did it all, most of y'all will stop for a minute
Observe my presence then I'll get rid of y'all
Life's a Bitch then y'all die, no matter how ya spin it
Hate to cease yo plan, you look like chemo man
To those doubling money, winners, fellas who real
You're da Man, get the mils
Rewind to my first mixtape, chill
From Demo to Wheelie, this is survival
[Outro]
Blood on the page, heart of the rage
Blood on the page, heart of the rage
Uhh, uhh, Blood on the page, shoutout to Nas
Uhh, yeah
Huh, next song, uhh, will be good