[Verse 1:]
I'm back at it again, doin' damage with a pad and a pen
Expectin' nothin' less than a rating average of ten
Here to break the standard trends and habits of men
Who's more savage than Macho Man Randy Savage's tan
Style so unique they don't know what to call it
Get you on your feet standin' up like a cowlick
Cooked somethin' to feed all you Hip-Hop-Aholics
I shine like my Adidas all cleaned up and polished
Yea I graduated from college
With a useless degree and some irrelevant knowledge
And a whole lot of loans that I'll only pay off
If this so called music career ever takes off, I'm laid off,
So it's time to hit the grind
Papermate to the Mead ya'll I speak my mind
Should have been a shoe cleaner how I spit to shine
Flip a beat make ya shake 'til you twist your spine
Now everybody wants a piece of the B.Reith pie
I saute my beats so they don't taste dry
Leave your mouth watering your savorin' the flavor
Stay fresh in case you were savin' it for later
[Chorus:]
Waited for so long to get this far
Never thought the time would come but look now here we are
Dreamed about this moment ever since I was a child
Gave it all I had to give Momma look now aren't you proud
[Verse 2:]
Now I remember back when I was a little boy
I use to act like I was the Real McCoy
Star Wars lunch box with the thermos too
Transformer trapper-keeper bro I thought you knew
Had a crush on a girl plus she liked me too
Held hands rollerskatin' that was all we'd do
Cause that's all we knew, didn't even conversate
Just sat next to her in math class and called it a date
Pops had the Michael Jackson Thriller cassette tape
So I popped in in the boom box and faked
Like I was in the video tryin' to dance all cool
Wavin' my arms back and forth and actin' a fool
So young and naive no clue what was ahead of me
But if I did fear would have got the best of me
Pressed on stumbled and fell got up repeatedly
Onward and steadily on towards the Heavenlies
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Some part inside wants to go back in time and be young again
Free to dream further than the stars above
Time must move on though my childhood is gone I can still love again
Free to be the man that You made me
B Reith - Here We Are Lyrics
B Reith - Here We Are Lyrics
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[Verse 1:]
I'm back at it again, doin' damage with a pad and a pen
Expectin' nothin' less than a rating average of ten
Here to break the standard trends and habits of men
Who's more savage than Macho Man Randy Savage's tan
Style so unique they don't know what to call it
Get you on your feet standin' up like a cowlick
Cooked somethin' to feed all you Hip-Hop-Aholics
I shine like my Adidas all cleaned up and polished
Yea I graduated from college
With a useless degree and some irrelevant knowledge
And a whole lot of loans that I'll only pay off
If this so called music career ever takes off, I'm laid off,
So it's time to hit the grind
Papermate to the Mead ya'll I speak my mind
Should have been a shoe cleaner how I spit to shine
Flip a beat make ya shake 'til you twist your spine
Now everybody wants a piece of the B.Reith pie
I saute my beats so they don't taste dry
Leave your mouth watering your savorin' the flavor
Stay fresh in case you were savin' it for later
[Chorus:]
Waited for so long to get this far
Never thought the time would come but look now here we are
Dreamed about this moment ever since I was a child
Gave it all I had to give Momma look now aren't you proud
[Verse 2:]
Now I remember back when I was a little boy
I use to act like I was the Real McCoy
Star Wars lunch box with the thermos too
Transformer trapper-keeper bro I thought you knew
Had a crush on a girl plus she liked me too
Held hands rollerskatin' that was all we'd do
Cause that's all we knew, didn't even conversate
Just sat next to her in math class and called it a date
Pops had the Michael Jackson Thriller cassette tape
So I popped in in the boom box and faked
Like I was in the video tryin' to dance all cool
Wavin' my arms back and forth and actin' a fool
So young and naive no clue what was ahead of me
But if I did fear would have got the best of me
Pressed on stumbled and fell got up repeatedly
Onward and steadily on towards the Heavenlies
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Some part inside wants to go back in time and be young again
Free to dream further than the stars above
Time must move on though my childhood is gone I can still love again
Free to be the man that You made me
I'm back at it again, doin' damage with a pad and a pen
Expectin' nothin' less than a rating average of ten
Here to break the standard trends and habits of men
Who's more savage than Macho Man Randy Savage's tan
Style so unique they don't know what to call it
Get you on your feet standin' up like a cowlick
Cooked somethin' to feed all you Hip-Hop-Aholics
I shine like my Adidas all cleaned up and polished
Yea I graduated from college
With a useless degree and some irrelevant knowledge
And a whole lot of loans that I'll only pay off
If this so called music career ever takes off, I'm laid off,
So it's time to hit the grind
Papermate to the Mead ya'll I speak my mind
Should have been a shoe cleaner how I spit to shine
Flip a beat make ya shake 'til you twist your spine
Now everybody wants a piece of the B.Reith pie
I saute my beats so they don't taste dry
Leave your mouth watering your savorin' the flavor
Stay fresh in case you were savin' it for later
[Chorus:]
Waited for so long to get this far
Never thought the time would come but look now here we are
Dreamed about this moment ever since I was a child
Gave it all I had to give Momma look now aren't you proud
[Verse 2:]
Now I remember back when I was a little boy
I use to act like I was the Real McCoy
Star Wars lunch box with the thermos too
Transformer trapper-keeper bro I thought you knew
Had a crush on a girl plus she liked me too
Held hands rollerskatin' that was all we'd do
Cause that's all we knew, didn't even conversate
Just sat next to her in math class and called it a date
Pops had the Michael Jackson Thriller cassette tape
So I popped in in the boom box and faked
Like I was in the video tryin' to dance all cool
Wavin' my arms back and forth and actin' a fool
So young and naive no clue what was ahead of me
But if I did fear would have got the best of me
Pressed on stumbled and fell got up repeatedly
Onward and steadily on towards the Heavenlies
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Some part inside wants to go back in time and be young again
Free to dream further than the stars above
Time must move on though my childhood is gone I can still love again
Free to be the man that You made me