Yeah
Uh
If it's the last time rap
Then I don't care how I sound any more
I'm about to blast off
You ready for this one?
Killer
Yeah
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down, homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old, man, time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating all of us
Another round dig-a-ling
There's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Tobias told me to stay away from quetiapine
It wasn't kind to your sister, neither's mitriptyline
All prescription drugs cut like a guillotine
Taking cold souls like winters in Aberdeen
He's talking there looking at me looking there
Peace blocking the enemy is inside of me
Cease knocking see Constantine rocking near
The life and tribulations of living in one fear
Backtracking this raps clapping on max fog
F*ck rapping the truth is that I'm mad dog
Thor leave me a shock, make me a fatso
If this is what they want, maybe I'll find god
If you're believing in it
You'll end up seeing it
Slowing eating and raising this holly seasoning
It's really deepening
Equally, it's the sweetening
Grounds weakening show me the bed your sleeping in
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I'll rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Now they're leaving on a stretch
Everybody looking at each other, like who's next
Never got to reach accomplishments as they fetch
I'm running with a smile on my face the homestretch
Change address, please
Yes I'm under some more stress
More meth
More stains on my sweats
Protest war games in distress
Processed
Pour veins are hard-pressed
Hip-Hop's gone bad
Ask Rakim to come back
There's a long map
On this star-packed punchbag
Auto-tunes whack
Hidden voices on each track
This is pure Rap, no digging
It's all fact
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Blast off
Blast off
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old man
Time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating
All of us
Another round dig-a-ling there's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Crazy James - THE LAST TIME I RAP Lyrics
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English
Yeah
Uh
If it's the last time rap
Then I don't care how I sound any more
I'm about to blast off
You ready for this one?
Killer
Yeah
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down, homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old, man, time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating all of us
Another round dig-a-ling
There's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Tobias told me to stay away from quetiapine
It wasn't kind to your sister, neither's mitriptyline
All prescription drugs cut like a guillotine
Taking cold souls like winters in Aberdeen
He's talking there looking at me looking there
Peace blocking the enemy is inside of me
Cease knocking see Constantine rocking near
The life and tribulations of living in one fear
Backtracking this raps clapping on max fog
F*ck rapping the truth is that I'm mad dog
Thor leave me a shock, make me a fatso
If this is what they want, maybe I'll find god
If you're believing in it
You'll end up seeing it
Slowing eating and raising this holly seasoning
It's really deepening
Equally, it's the sweetening
Grounds weakening show me the bed your sleeping in
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I'll rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Now they're leaving on a stretch
Everybody looking at each other, like who's next
Never got to reach accomplishments as they fetch
I'm running with a smile on my face the homestretch
Change address, please
Yes I'm under some more stress
More meth
More stains on my sweats
Protest war games in distress
Processed
Pour veins are hard-pressed
Hip-Hop's gone bad
Ask Rakim to come back
There's a long map
On this star-packed punchbag
Auto-tunes whack
Hidden voices on each track
This is pure Rap, no digging
It's all fact
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Blast off
Blast off
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old man
Time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating
All of us
Another round dig-a-ling there's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Uh
If it's the last time rap
Then I don't care how I sound any more
I'm about to blast off
You ready for this one?
Killer
Yeah
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down, homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old, man, time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating all of us
Another round dig-a-ling
There's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Tobias told me to stay away from quetiapine
It wasn't kind to your sister, neither's mitriptyline
All prescription drugs cut like a guillotine
Taking cold souls like winters in Aberdeen
He's talking there looking at me looking there
Peace blocking the enemy is inside of me
Cease knocking see Constantine rocking near
The life and tribulations of living in one fear
Backtracking this raps clapping on max fog
F*ck rapping the truth is that I'm mad dog
Thor leave me a shock, make me a fatso
If this is what they want, maybe I'll find god
If you're believing in it
You'll end up seeing it
Slowing eating and raising this holly seasoning
It's really deepening
Equally, it's the sweetening
Grounds weakening show me the bed your sleeping in
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I'll rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Now they're leaving on a stretch
Everybody looking at each other, like who's next
Never got to reach accomplishments as they fetch
I'm running with a smile on my face the homestretch
Change address, please
Yes I'm under some more stress
More meth
More stains on my sweats
Protest war games in distress
Processed
Pour veins are hard-pressed
Hip-Hop's gone bad
Ask Rakim to come back
There's a long map
On this star-packed punchbag
Auto-tunes whack
Hidden voices on each track
This is pure Rap, no digging
It's all fact
Blast off
Blast off
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end a trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
If It's the last time I rap
I'm bout to blast off
It's the end of the line
It's time to hand off
I'm at the end of the trap and it's a standoff
Now I mimic a mic with just a bad cough
Blast off
Blast off
Big gains so now there talking tough
Look down homie I don't want to scruff
Getting old man
Time is running out
Escape by picking out the stalks
I remember sitting on a bus
Gazing
Hating
All of us
Another round dig-a-ling there's a loss
Three, two, one yeah
I'm bout to blast off
Writer: James Brinkhurst
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid