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Rocket Man Video (MV)




Performed By: Lalo Lloyd
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: B Lloyd




Lalo Lloyd - Rocket Man Lyrics
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I know a young man don't believe in God
He believes that he can beat the odds
He ain't got a lot of nothing
But he's working hard
Giver not a taker got a lot of heart
Building him a rocket wanna see the stars
He be rhyming while he working yeah he tender bars
And that rocket taking shape but the wing is off
Doesn't need a lot of things just a little love
Hop up and jump on the clouds
See how he bouncing
Speaks what he sees to the crowd
Watch he move mountains
Hop up and jump on the clouds
See how he bouncing
Speaks what he see to the crowd
Watch he move mountains
He ain't never want a fast car
He just want to see the planet with her mask off
Got to stay on task dog
Speed demon got to stay on track dog track God
He'll never drive a Porsche
He's just looking for his portion
Pick your poison
Deep sea breathe the ocean
Like the wave God said
Hype zone on that dopamine
Niggas smoke and dream
Not him he's wide awake
Taught to watch for the Jake
Bloodhound how to spot a fake
Yeah he got the scent now
Skilled tracker
Long hair like a native man
Brown skin love to sing
And sometimes dance too
No soft shoe
No Sambo action from this dude
He's the real deal
The real McCoy
Or should I say he's the real uncle Tom
You niggas got the story wrong
Cause you stupid
You hear something and just use it
Didn't even take the time to investigate
Black and proud you niggas say but you love to hate
On your kinfolk
Where you learn that
Willie Lynch
Willie Lynch
Big ears but no common sense you niggas dumbo
Wanna trap out trap though
But that trap that's the trap bro
It's hard out here for a pimp
Oh yeah I know
Gotta get it how you live it
And I get it
I'm just saying though
You can make better moves
Make your goals more pacific
I mean specific
I know that was outta left
Depending on where you hail from
My people been through hell son
And they still are
My rocket won't start
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I know a young man don't believe in God
He believes that he can beat the odds
He ain't got a lot of nothing
But he's working hard
Giver not a taker got a lot of heart
Building him a rocket wanna see the stars
He be rhyming while he working yeah he tender bars
And that rocket taking shape but the wing is off
Doesn't need a lot of things just a little love
Hop up and jump on the clouds
See how he bouncing
Speaks what he sees to the crowd
Watch he move mountains
Hop up and jump on the clouds
See how he bouncing
Speaks what he see to the crowd
Watch he move mountains
He ain't never want a fast car
He just want to see the planet with her mask off
Got to stay on task dog
Speed demon got to stay on track dog track God
He'll never drive a Porsche
He's just looking for his portion
Pick your poison
Deep sea breathe the ocean
Like the wave God said
Hype zone on that dopamine
Niggas smoke and dream
Not him he's wide awake
Taught to watch for the Jake
Bloodhound how to spot a fake
Yeah he got the scent now
Skilled tracker
Long hair like a native man
Brown skin love to sing
And sometimes dance too
No soft shoe
No Sambo action from this dude
He's the real deal
The real McCoy
Or should I say he's the real uncle Tom
You niggas got the story wrong
Cause you stupid
You hear something and just use it
Didn't even take the time to investigate
Black and proud you niggas say but you love to hate
On your kinfolk
Where you learn that
Willie Lynch
Willie Lynch
Big ears but no common sense you niggas dumbo
Wanna trap out trap though
But that trap that's the trap bro
It's hard out here for a pimp
Oh yeah I know
Gotta get it how you live it
And I get it
I'm just saying though
You can make better moves
Make your goals more pacific
I mean specific
I know that was outta left
Depending on where you hail from
My people been through hell son
And they still are
My rocket won't start
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Writer: B Lloyd
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