The Story S End Lyrics

The Story s End Lyrics by 57 Pixels :
[Intro]

Lights, Camera….Action!
Are we ready? (Are we rollin’)
Are we ready? (Yeah? Okay) (Are we rollin’?)
Hold up!

[Verse 1]
I’m the type of guy you can smell through the Ozium
They’ll say he’ll grasp the mic and start rapping like Doody’s soul’s in ‘im
Causing loads of sin because locked cells is where they keep my homies in
Rolling holding 10s, crusing with Dan chaufferin’
Stop on the cops block, go through the front door openin’
One glance is all they need, the police is like “Oh no! It’s them!”
Clasping hands and whimpering, won’t change your sentencing
Don’t barter me with pensioning, Satan’s Den I’m already living in
Our luck with all this stuff is shortly growing thin
It’s been an hour and a half and we only had forty min-
Utes, time to bounce away from this unholy den
This is the type of ending that’s not aired on Nickelodeon
At the Captian’s where my mac is pointing when
Sonething happens rather tragic as my eyes are closing in
Catastraphic, this heart of plastic has a few holes in it
No more laughter, crowds and pastors is how this story ends

[Bridge]
That’s how this story ends
That’s how every story ends

[Verse 2]
I’m the type of guy who doesn’t fully button up his cardigan
I’m longing kin who partakes in concerts ‘n partyin’
I’m sparking ten geez of cess as I get a shave
From a barber with Parkinson’s
I’m farther then I’ve ever been
Dom’t bother with y’all other men
All the jewelry on my body, yeah I’m flaunting ’em
Cause what’s the pointing of shining bright if I’m-a be closeted
This sudden ruckus erupted from nothing
But I’ll still plunder all summer til nothing is something
Slapped another track, back to back with not progressing
A fat lasting heart attack and it makes my will grow thin
My skills you oppose but you need to stop suppressing
I rap rad matter fact with room in my clique still open

[Outro]
I’m the type of guy who doesn’t fully button up his cardigan
I’m the type of guy you can smell through the Ozium
All the evil I create comes from somewhere far within
And when I come around everyone already knows he’s won