J.R.C. - Sonic Cinema, Pt. 3

Yeah, yeah alright
We out tonight
What did you think of this life?
"It's pretty nice"
Travel though all of the times
With a roll of the dice
You know I'm here tonight
I'm here tonight
What did you think of this life?
"It's pretty nice"
Travel though all of the times
With a roll of the dice
No no, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No you don't owe these hoes a thing
Slide in that bitch like a roller rink
Got her down bent to her toes and shit
Doing things that only heaven knows
Yeah, Lord knows these hoes got a hold on me
Roll like forty Gs the end hot like a Glock 17
You do not compare to me
All my bro's ballin out for no reason, yeah
We got so much on our plates but we still eating, yeah
I ain't got no more time for these fake bitches
Only grinding gears turning while I'm lane shifting, yuh
Elevating my whole game, the whole name different
Still bear the same initials as the great Js, yeah
Z, Dilla, Cole, now it's R.C. standing like a great dane
I ain't in it for the fame, yeah
I can't quite put my finger on it but I heard the bells ring, yeah
Telling me to go and get it
Unlocking my dreams
Ain't folding on your screens
Only shoot behind the scenes
Creating art from day to night
Playing time like a machine
Yeah, alright
We out tonight
What did you think of this life?
"It's pretty nice"
Travel though all of the times
With a roll of the dice
You know I'm here tonight
I'm here tonight
What did you think of this life?
"It's pretty nice"
Travel though all of the times
With a roll of the dice

Written by:
Jacob Colon

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