Valuetainment Intro Song - Eddy B & Tim Gunter

Valuetainment Intro Song - Eddy B & Tim Gunter

Published on Tue, 17 Apr 2018 20:30:43

Due to popular demand, we have added the intro song for our vlog and podcast for your listening pleasure. Download on SoundCloud: http://bit.ly/2CUh3el Itunes: https://apple.co/2Fl1cf2 Lyrics: Underdog by Eddy B and Tim Gunter A young nigga with a dollar and a dream And these Nikes on my feet, tryna stay up out the streets So I'm rhyming pulling 187s all on these beats Stead of on the concrete Cementing my future while they were focused on what they chief But shit, I'm like a chief, head honcho Tell me that it's impossible I'll get it to you pronto Been workin' all these late nights and these early mornings like Alonzo So one day they'll be callin' me great, just call me Gonzo But, I'm never actin' nor is anybody pulling strings Everything I have came from sacrificing everything I traded workin' 9 to 5 for the minimum For workin non-stop so my life be like a cinema screen But in the end I wouldn't have it any other way Got on my knees and for this rap to work is what I prayed And now it's happening, crunchin' numbers like captain A serial killer compelling listeners with this passion for words Never actin, my verbs were truly fashioned to serve Not only masses but curbs, not just the hood, but the burbs Know you hear it everytime I grace the mic, then I give it to God Feeling blinded by the lights, and it's on! Hook: Let me see you put 'em up Reach the sky, touch the stars up above Cause it's, one time for the underdog One time for the underdog You got the world on your team Even if that ain't what it seems It's one time for the underdog One time for the underdog A 20 year old dreamin' of whippin' Monte Carlo's And gold jewlery lookin' like I came from El Dorado Pick up the pen and pad, stead of spittin gin and vag I'm paintin' pictures with my words, just call me young picasso These haters only gas me up and then I mash the throttle Binge drinkers think its safe to say should drop the bottle Cause what I'm spittin' is proof, and truth is hard to swallow When rappers losin' they heads, that's word to sleepy hollow Nowadays they tryna flex, Johnny Bravo And I'll be Rocky in the second fight against Apollo Underdog, but you see, I won the war Askin me if I can spit is askin' me to raise the bar I been in this place before, matter fact most of my life They told me I would fail, die before I prove 'em right Pennin' verses on my lunch bag, now I'm doin shows Lady luck blew me a kiss, now I'm a prince, never a toad Bet your bottom, I'm the greatest, that's on everything I own And though it isn't much, I want the world like Al Capone I'm coming for the glory, this a sermon to the masses The kid you shitted on is telling you to wipe his ass


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