RIP Young Simba ft. Oscar Lee
By Kevin1100
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(Oscar Lee)
No man should live life dreamin' without execution/
Excellence invades souls to do this/
Hard work, should not elude us/
Instead become congruent/
To those leading revolutions/
Skitcha's gunna's music/
Ammunition can be found in decisions made/
Fired shots can hit targets from light-years away/
Far from sages…we go through stages/
Of development, skimming through scriptures and turning the pages/
Every step taken carries heavyweight from yester year/
And every victory felt, erodes doubts and fears/
Let a monument of tattered plans/
Be sunlight when clouds come and cover our lands/
Many we know will never get to truly understand/
How it feels to take flight and never truly land/
Keep them in mind, as we travel to the highest heights/
And if we use all of our might, we might just change a life…or two/
We are the few that influence the many/
We never had much/
Quick to give away plenty/
Let the goal be to give'em all something they'll remember/
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba/
(LoganMcKenzie – female vocal)
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord/
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something…what are you waiting for?/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
(Kevin1100)
Just like Old Jr. says, I just want to be great/
Livin' to my fullest pulling strings till they straight/
My daddy taught me well, and my mom is really great/
So they're the reason why I'm steady tryna get this cake dawg/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
And when I'm throwin' concerts, ya'll better show up/
And show out, for being the reason I pour up/
‘Cause when I pour out/
I'm reminiscent of the ones that didn't make it/
Like Lee Cannon, and Christian Davis/
‘Cause someday it's/
Gonna be an obituary bearing all the faces that I've made since/
I've…stepped into the scene in the Lord's good graces/
Just an innocent little one from eighty-eight/
Yes, it's my birthday/
Circulate around the sun one more time and let the whole earth celebrate/
My momma full of joy like her namesake/
My daddy full of pride like a Disney tape/
Made 4 years before ninety-eight/
And a year before that, my little sister was born/
But that's irrelevant; I still keep plenty reasons to believe in praying/
Like hoping Uncle Bruh finds his way off this pavement/
Hope my homies really take advantage of the ways that I'm pavin'/
As I forever wade in, the Lord's good graces/
While I'm drivin a rental cars from avis/
Plotting out different ways to do shows in Vegas/
And get bunch of haters that'll blame it all on Satan/
As if my success, don't mean that I sucked less/
And had to watch some friends walk while I elevated/
It's not enough words to show what I've created/
I'ma have to quit my job before this hits my boss's playlist/
Crossing my fingers is just way to faithless/
Crossing my fingers is just way to… /
Superstitious, while all these other niggas is livin' fables/
Chillin' at they crib flippin through basic cable/
Telling all they homies that they grinding/
I came to keep it real, this is more than just rhyming/
Some people think they know me, but can't find me/
A young nigga getting money, tell me why is that surprising?/
So, if you got my number use it wisely, especially if you ain't got verizon/
I took the day off to see the sunrise/
Seen my parents dad's get old but they never died/
They live inside as I walk around the sun one more time/
And figure out a way to leave a little more space in between my rhymes/
(LoganMcKenzie – female vocal)
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord/
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something…what are you waiting for?/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
(Kevin1100)
Moment of silence for Tally, Walter, and Flo!/
Cuz through my heritage, blessings are bestowed/
And real family secrets will never be disclosed/
So, I dedicate this hook to Viola Mayo dawg/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
Rhyan, it's happening/
Phone blowing up, and all his homies want to rap with him/
These chicks spit they mac to him/
Tell Logan, we gon' make it, you can see it in my eyes/
As I rise to the top, my team never surprised/
And if I cop a dope chick, then it's no chicks on the side/
Everything I touch turns gold, now that's pride/
On this road to riches/
I'll put my friends in positions/
To ball and crossover bitches/
And teach all my little cousins get money and duck switches/
I won't stop until white women know my songs better than I do/
And I'm hyping up a caravan of killas totin' rifles/
I pray I never eat a word when they give me titles/
Young kids with no future prolly see me as they idol/
When I pull up to the curb, I let my jeep do that/
Saying nothing but some words, they like how he do that/
Looking mighty fly like when an eagle flap/
Rapping and living life, like a real regal cat/
So gon' head and scream/
Throw up all your hands/
Ladies grab your man, and show him how you dance/
Celebrate your youth like we live in Neverland/
We just want to be fly for a while/
Like a single engine Cessna/
Gliding back from the Netherlands/
Living in our prime as if no other way is relevant/
Knowing I'd be big since I was small like an elephant/
With bass in my trunk, these analogies are relevant/
Where will I be when forever finds me?/
When it's niggas growing horns while I'm trying on wings/
Staring in the mirror at a naked human being/
Praising the heavens for blessing him with this length/
And the size of my gonads…no broke back/
But I find my family jewels are real immaculate/
Somebody better tell my girlfriend that she can thank my dad/
And both my granddads for this nice black packaging/
I hope she stay with me when this shit start happening/
Told my whole crew, real rap is comin' back again/
I got shit I gotta do, if I don't I'll die too soon/
So many fine women how am I to choose/
When a nigga in his prime, he ain't scared to lose/
When a nigga in his prime, he ain't scared to lose/
No man should live life dreamin' without execution/
Excellence invades souls to do this/
Hard work, should not elude us/
Instead become congruent/
To those leading revolutions/
Skitcha's gunna's music/
Ammunition can be found in decisions made/
Fired shots can hit targets from light-years away/
Far from sages…we go through stages/
Of development, skimming through scriptures and turning the pages/
Every step taken carries heavyweight from yester year/
And every victory felt, erodes doubts and fears/
Let a monument of tattered plans/
Be sunlight when clouds come and cover our lands/
Many we know will never get to truly understand/
How it feels to take flight and never truly land/
Keep them in mind, as we travel to the highest heights/
And if we use all of our might, we might just change a life…or two/
We are the few that influence the many/
We never had much/
Quick to give away plenty/
Let the goal be to give'em all something they'll remember/
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba/
(LoganMcKenzie – female vocal)
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord/
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something…what are you waiting for?/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
(Kevin1100)
Just like Old Jr. says, I just want to be great/
Livin' to my fullest pulling strings till they straight/
My daddy taught me well, and my mom is really great/
So they're the reason why I'm steady tryna get this cake dawg/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
And when I'm throwin' concerts, ya'll better show up/
And show out, for being the reason I pour up/
‘Cause when I pour out/
I'm reminiscent of the ones that didn't make it/
Like Lee Cannon, and Christian Davis/
‘Cause someday it's/
Gonna be an obituary bearing all the faces that I've made since/
I've…stepped into the scene in the Lord's good graces/
Just an innocent little one from eighty-eight/
Yes, it's my birthday/
Circulate around the sun one more time and let the whole earth celebrate/
My momma full of joy like her namesake/
My daddy full of pride like a Disney tape/
Made 4 years before ninety-eight/
And a year before that, my little sister was born/
But that's irrelevant; I still keep plenty reasons to believe in praying/
Like hoping Uncle Bruh finds his way off this pavement/
Hope my homies really take advantage of the ways that I'm pavin'/
As I forever wade in, the Lord's good graces/
While I'm drivin a rental cars from avis/
Plotting out different ways to do shows in Vegas/
And get bunch of haters that'll blame it all on Satan/
As if my success, don't mean that I sucked less/
And had to watch some friends walk while I elevated/
It's not enough words to show what I've created/
I'ma have to quit my job before this hits my boss's playlist/
Crossing my fingers is just way to faithless/
Crossing my fingers is just way to… /
Superstitious, while all these other niggas is livin' fables/
Chillin' at they crib flippin through basic cable/
Telling all they homies that they grinding/
I came to keep it real, this is more than just rhyming/
Some people think they know me, but can't find me/
A young nigga getting money, tell me why is that surprising?/
So, if you got my number use it wisely, especially if you ain't got verizon/
I took the day off to see the sunrise/
Seen my parents dad's get old but they never died/
They live inside as I walk around the sun one more time/
And figure out a way to leave a little more space in between my rhymes/
(LoganMcKenzie – female vocal)
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord/
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something…what are you waiting for?/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
………..And you already know I'm down to ride/
(Kevin1100)
Moment of silence for Tally, Walter, and Flo!/
Cuz through my heritage, blessings are bestowed/
And real family secrets will never be disclosed/
So, I dedicate this hook to Viola Mayo dawg/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums/
Rhyan, it's happening/
Phone blowing up, and all his homies want to rap with him/
These chicks spit they mac to him/
Tell Logan, we gon' make it, you can see it in my eyes/
As I rise to the top, my team never surprised/
And if I cop a dope chick, then it's no chicks on the side/
Everything I touch turns gold, now that's pride/
On this road to riches/
I'll put my friends in positions/
To ball and crossover bitches/
And teach all my little cousins get money and duck switches/
I won't stop until white women know my songs better than I do/
And I'm hyping up a caravan of killas totin' rifles/
I pray I never eat a word when they give me titles/
Young kids with no future prolly see me as they idol/
When I pull up to the curb, I let my jeep do that/
Saying nothing but some words, they like how he do that/
Looking mighty fly like when an eagle flap/
Rapping and living life, like a real regal cat/
So gon' head and scream/
Throw up all your hands/
Ladies grab your man, and show him how you dance/
Celebrate your youth like we live in Neverland/
We just want to be fly for a while/
Like a single engine Cessna/
Gliding back from the Netherlands/
Living in our prime as if no other way is relevant/
Knowing I'd be big since I was small like an elephant/
With bass in my trunk, these analogies are relevant/
Where will I be when forever finds me?/
When it's niggas growing horns while I'm trying on wings/
Staring in the mirror at a naked human being/
Praising the heavens for blessing him with this length/
And the size of my gonads…no broke back/
But I find my family jewels are real immaculate/
Somebody better tell my girlfriend that she can thank my dad/
And both my granddads for this nice black packaging/
I hope she stay with me when this shit start happening/
Told my whole crew, real rap is comin' back again/
I got shit I gotta do, if I don't I'll die too soon/
So many fine women how am I to choose/
When a nigga in his prime, he ain't scared to lose/
When a nigga in his prime, he ain't scared to lose/
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