Introducing Songtext
von Mode 7
Introducing Songtext
I′m serious like vows, make a hook, buy a vowel
Dope shit straight from the underground hope you can tell
Call the fire marshall, everything burst into flames when I step out
High roll, number one on the payroll, make my own fate now
No better time than right now, even if I ain't ready yet
Take your bets, will this kid become a rap vet
I suspect you don′t even know who I am
Just respect, I do everything I can
Go Mode S-E-V-E-N
Got more bars than ink in a pen
Call me spinal tap, I'm goin past ten
Unknown but gotta get it, next gen
Now that we got everything in the open
Conference is over, won't be taking any questions
Introducin
Mode seven
Every layer
Out in the open
Introducin
Mode seven
Every layer
Out in the open
Need that money, don′t know about you
Need that American dream
Though it′s just a lie I learned in school
Or make some dope tracks and burn out, that's cool too
No brakes, high stakes, and I embrace
Only one life to give to this rap race
Aiming for first place, collect the prize
You still giving chase, bump that bass
You can say grace, stand in place
Pack my briefcase, take it to outer space
Not gonna leave a trace
Dope shit straight from the underground hope you can tell
Call the fire marshall, everything burst into flames when I step out
High roll, number one on the payroll, make my own fate now
No better time than right now, even if I ain't ready yet
Take your bets, will this kid become a rap vet
I suspect you don′t even know who I am
Just respect, I do everything I can
Go Mode S-E-V-E-N
Got more bars than ink in a pen
Call me spinal tap, I'm goin past ten
Unknown but gotta get it, next gen
Now that we got everything in the open
Conference is over, won't be taking any questions
Introducin
Mode seven
Every layer
Out in the open
Introducin
Mode seven
Every layer
Out in the open
Need that money, don′t know about you
Need that American dream
Though it′s just a lie I learned in school
Or make some dope tracks and burn out, that's cool too
No brakes, high stakes, and I embrace
Only one life to give to this rap race
Aiming for first place, collect the prize
You still giving chase, bump that bass
You can say grace, stand in place
Pack my briefcase, take it to outer space
Not gonna leave a trace
Writer(s): Anthony Ruybalid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
