Chris Sydd - ReadyToRock*^!

yuh, yeah, let's rock, hunnid, yeah? Hell yeah
And im running from the delta, god, i been runnin from the devil and i cannot lie
Owwwww
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to (rock)
Cast a spell, on ya, im a wizard
Cut a nigga from his fuckin guts to his gizzard
Juicy J, who?, who the neighbors?
Can't sit on my ass nigga I fuck with playmakers
(I'm prevalent, even in my afterlife)
i sold, i smoked, and flood that shit out
I paid, my dues, give a fuck about some clout (4800)
She saw, my jewels, then i slimed that lul bitch out yea! (Let's rock!)
Fuckin in a telly, ignore the keycalls
Just a rockstar nigga, got withdrawals
Give a fuck about a leak,
and that forgi came with a freak (come on)
And that two-tone is neat, 4PF, no Dominique (let's rock!)
Sony gave me a 10/90, that's where I disagree (hell yeah!)
Trippin, spinnin til my mind gone, best better believe yeah,
Hoe,
And i'm comin for mo'
Glitch in the system, yeah im a cheat code
Helmut Lang garments match with the number nine,
pretty lightskin bitch want her hair like mine
(Go, go, go, go)
(Come on)
Late night show, vetements on letterman(come on)
Talkin fast, speech impediment,
I been outta my element, yea
I just wanna live my life, (wok wok!)
Sneakin through the camera light,
Sacrificed every night (showtime!)
Yea, but they claim im antichrist
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to rock
Im ready to (rock)!

Written by:
Dylan Tryon

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