More songs by Kamakaze
Description
Producer: Kamakaze .
Composer: John Nelson
Composer: Matthew Robinson
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo,
I told you more than one time my love for this game is more than a one-time thing.
Coulda made it a lot further or a lot less, put that down to wrong timing.
Ask my supporters worldwide, I don't think they could tell you what box I'm in.
Still write my bars in caps lock, and what? It don't matter what font I'm in. Stay on my
A-game, hustle and maintain, fam, that's standard procedure.
Have you forgot who I am? Like, fam, sounds like you got Kam-nesia.
I'm that guy, that don, that geezer. Out of the fridge and into the freezer.
Out with the real and in with the realer. Hit the screamer, skirting the Beamer. Turn atheist to believer.
Iron out creases, draw for the steamer. Never been a follower, long time leader. Word to
Curly, I'm cold like Riga. I'm cold. Yeah, still on waves, views from the marina.
Wifey got it going on like Bonita.
Might be listening to Scraps or Nina, or neither. And I'm still local like Nisa. Sending this all over like Lisa.
Sauced by the gallon and not by the liter. I'm a realist and a dreamer, and a dreamer. And
I don't drop the ball, my role wide receiver.
I told you more than one time my love for this game is more than a one-time thing.
Coulda made it a lot further or a lot less, put that down to wrong timing.
Ask my supporters worldwide, I don't think they could tell you what box I'm in.
Still write my bars in caps lock, and what? It don't matter what font I'm in.