Drewsome - Terrible Fate II (World 1-1)

Tie your shoes, tie 'em tight
Keep on running, running, running
Don't look back, stay on track
Don't let them know
I don't wanna show you, no
I don't even know you, no
Please don't follow me into the black, to the black, yeah
Call me drastic, I got passion
So don't backspin my reaction
Think you know me? Just a fraction
Don't be acting like I'm slacking
The proactive rap assassin
Dangerous like Michael Jackson
Now imagine the attraction if I was half as big as that, son
I'm like Jordan in his flu game
Then I'm Tyson in his fifth
The only Michael left is Cera
I'm Superbad up in this bitch
And it's me versus the world so what's the sitch? Yo
My minds in first place then the world's a blue shell
And I try to see through it but I know it too well
When I ride around my city it's like driving through hell
The only thing that makes me happy is the last school bell
I've never been a saint, I'm Drewsome, not Drew Brees
And I'm drowning underwater, kinda like New Orleans
But I'm broken on the inside so don't try to buy me, please
You won't get your quarter back, like a gumball machine

Written by:
Andrew Cordoba

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