lirik lagu bizzle - keep shooting
[intro]
(c~life on the beat, boy)
bizzle
[verse 1]
everybody looking for the free throw
sho’ shot, no block, looking through the peephole
high when the devil outside playing de’ though (uh)
ride for the ruler, be a shooter like 3~0 (steph curry)
g~o for the elohim trio (yeah)
we on post, they boxed me in like po (uh)
they said i was gon’ fall off like skee~lo
i told y’all i would go long like t.o. (yeah)
whether i bend or fold, i won’t break
heaven knows i’d never sell a soul for no cake
i put pedal to thе metal floor with no brakes, let ‘еm know
they need a better flow, they snowflakes, don’t play
grew up wit’ them boys in the hood like o’shay
don’t fake like i’m doughboy, i was mo’ tre (mo’ tre)
i would never o~dog, i was mo’ caine (mo’ caine)
now that i know god, i am okay
ayy
[pre~hook]
i could bend, i could fold, but i won’t break
may have failed, but an l’s what i won’t take
all i know’ you’re missing every shot that you don’t take
fall seven times, then arise like i’m okay
[hook]
i keep putting up shots (shots)
i keep putting up shots (shots)
i keep putting up shots (shots)
sooner or later, something gotta drop (uh)
[verse 2]
i see it all in your face
they want us all in coffin, they wanna call it a day
befo’ biz go in a coffin, here goes sicko, cough in your face
my savior would c~walk ’em befo’ they taught you to bang (bang)
you gon’ get this living water today
whether you sip it or you walking the plank
if you not wit’ it, the plot thickens when you hit that fiery blaze
’cause you thought the fire was fake and chose not to escape (uh)
i don’t know how to be fake, i could pretend that i pop mollys
and bottles of ace, mr. miyagi with the homi’s
catch a body a day, i coulda got a million dollars
just to lie to your face instead of riding for my god and
telling y’all to be saved, loving ’em while they knocking the [prophet/profit?]
and calling it hate, watching ’em rock with opps that drop
hip~hop and get props for mocking the faith
imagine that and still having to die in their place, jesus (jesus)
[pre~hook]
i could bend, i could fold, but i won’t break
may have failed, but an l’s what i won’t take
all i know’ you’re missing every shot that you don’t take
fall seven times, then arise like i’m okay
[hook]
i keep putting up shots (shots)
i keep putting up shots (shots)
i keep putting up shots (shots)
sooner or later, something gotta drop
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