Heimlich Lyrics

Never victims

It's getting too easy

I can read you all like books, but you can't read me

Even when you look, you don't see me

I'm always under cover

Always have been, but it's time to throw some punches

Money's not my mission, but my kids won't have free lunches

I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna make sure they're never hungry

I'm headed straight upper echelon

Losers say they need a better ball

Winners adapt to diversity

I'll prove I'm the best and then bet it all

There's no one I'd rather betting on

So unexpected

More sides than a decagon

You think that I'm unable, huh?

I think you read it wrong

All of my words so much harder than diamonds, sometimes

I cut 'em all up and I'm not even trying, one line

You might have to stop, call up the firemen

I could burn down a whole building, one in a milli, but wasn't a violent kid

Hit you in the stomach, but only for Heimlich

If I really punched you, I'd rearrange spinal disks

You hardly a body, you barely pilot it

Loud like Trump, but talk like Biden is

My body's so strong, that I bodied the bottom

I modded my mental, and fought until I saw white

Until all of my air gone, that's raw might

I think I'll stay around, I'm still deciding but

I need to lay down, all this mileage

I already laid down

Last five years I lived I lifetime

I got broke in half at nine-teen

I've been waiting for the sunshine

I been praying for my pipe dreams

I been prepping from the side lines

Now I'm staring at some high beams

Know I'm headed for the lime light

I coulda' killed 'em, I let 'em go

I'm not a villain, I really hope

But I get too hot for my habitat

And my fear of the fire is really low

Soon anyone that really truly knows

They gonna call me the billy goat

It's crazy how I really float

Inevitable, I try, but then I really don't

I'm still invisible

I've said it a bunch, they just don't hear me though

They never hear me!!!

I got a bone to pick

I got a home to get, rover to whip

I'll get a throne to sit on, maybe the Mona Lisa

I'm not gonna have to pick

I'll get castle for my queen, gold for her wrist

I barely need a strategy

Who else you know that sound like this?

I am a son of the living one

You think that you know me you really don't

You live in the past like a mennonite

I gave you a minute, your minute's over