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PERFORMING ARTISTS
D’ValentS
D’ValentS
Performer
David Valenti
David Valenti
Rap
Sean Michael McHugh
Sean Michael McHugh
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Valenti
David Valenti
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D’ValentS
D’ValentS
Producer
Doc Ish
Doc Ish
Producer

Lyrics

(D.ValentS) I just got back in the game What does that mean? I used to play in High School Excuse Me? I used to play in High School Red, he used to play in High School Ha Ha?!?! That's nice Red look at this guy We don't need no middle age rookies Well we sure need somebody It took me 16 years to get here You play me And you'll get the best I got Call me Wonderboy I've returned like Roy Hobbs Ain't been this much hype Surrounding white since Steve jobs Return of the Mac Man I told you I'd be back Inspired by true events The origin of Nat Just like the wooden bat Inside my battin' arm I burned a tat It's written in my flesh Forever DVS I beat the Whammer at his best But at the height of my success Wounded my confidence Women were a weakness Silver bullet in the spot Never shot to the top As much as I used to win Equally I lost a lot But wait let's rewind Way before my rise and fall I didn't even pitch I couldn't swing at all Like a line drive I couldn't get em off the wall Just a lil' shortstop Waiting for the fly ball Before I got game I couldn't get a triple play I didn't run base So the feins got away I stayed in the dugout My head was in a cloud Took cues from the crowd And followed all that's foul I never liked the field But played positions well Tried to ride till I died Lucky that I lived tell Tried to live so hard So I could go so fast But I couldn't chase the future Tryin to outrun the past (What you wanted yo) I wanted New York Knights Not CT days My face up in lights I really thought rhymin' pays This industry like Max Showed me no mercy So I guess I stopped being thirsty The pennant is the goal To regain control of Kontrol And it's role in making music from the soul And I don't have a grudge But Mike's like the judge Sittin' in the dark While I knock em out the park Shades pulled tight I'm here to flip the light And I don't have a price I do this for the fight Not for the fame Or the fortune Or the glory This about redemption real talk This ain't no story Reverse the curse of my youth Not a Ruth of the booth But I speak the ruthless truth And I'm ruthless this the proof The cypher is complete As I round home plate The overage rookie But it's never too late Thanks to Natural Causes I'm getting one more go Without further ado Here we go Let's start the show (Crowd Cheering
Writer(s): Sean Michael Mchugh, David Valenti, Sean Mchugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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