Monti cristo – Sandlot Lyrics
Artist: Monti cristo
Song: Sandlot
Ahh!
Aye, it’s for the one time (One time, sir)
Let’s get it
Juice sippin’, scared kids in the sandlot
Fidget when they hear my pen scribblin’, I jot
Two sentences, I play my fouls flagrant, take the charge
Bouta juke ’em like a ghost note in a song
And no, I ain’t a b#tch, grew up outta spit and sawdust
Pocket change, lost a couple pennies in the washer
Layin’ by the windowsill, superstitious armor
Generations cursed, surname in every hearse
So no matter where we movin’, everybody be dispersed
But we still feel the claws of a crab chasin’ first place
Conscience exhausted (Aye)
Dead it like a ghost in the past tryna haunt me (Uh)
Ebenezer Scrooge, but devolved and obnoxious
Tearin’ at the plot holes, breakin’ the promise
I’m gone
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Release Year: 2009