Rocky II

I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week Seven days of the week Your future's looking bleak Seven days of the week Seven days of the week I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week Still beating shit up like I'm Rocky Except I'm getting more cocky Get in fights like it's hockey But I never was a jockey I got myself sounding like I'm drugged out So weird how you can change the way your voice sounds I've been through hell like a motherfucking hellhound And I've done a lot of wrong so I'm probably hell bound I remember when I lived out on seventh I was never sad 'till I reached age eleven Feeling out of place like I was eleven Not religious but I hope you gone to heaven Yeah I hope you gone to heaven Yeah hope you gone to heaven I hope you gone to heaven I hope you gone to heaven bitch I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week Seven days of the week Your future's looking bleak Seven days of the week Seven days of the week I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week Leaving me to go to him, that's a fucking rebound Make a three-pointer Michael Jordan with the rebound Know when I drop this they gonna love the way the beat sound Hoping that this get me out the motherfucking background I've been rapping so fast they should call me Denzel If they ask me how I been, imma tell them been well But in reality that's not how I been felt I'm a champ like Rocky I'm gonna need that fucking belt Wanna be done with the violence Only speaking in silence But if you sick like a virus It'll only be righteous I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week Seven days of the week Your future's looking bleak Seven days of the week Seven days of the week I'm gonna put you to sleep Seven days of the week