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Push! - Memoirs Of Kiesha Lyrics


Push! – Memoirs Of Kiesha Lyrics

For memories of Keisha
Remember fucking Lisa
Remember getting at ones
At pointing at the bleachers
Remember going to the car show every Easter

Or being fresh to death
So my cap to my sneakers
My heart’s in the freezer
I’m giving you my memoirs
All the ups and downs of a high school gym star
Make you understand why I rocket up a gym star
Tell you it’s the pain for working on your game
Practicing for years hoping that soon you’ll make a change
But it all stay the same
Your best wasn’t enough
The road you took was tough
When you feeling like giving up
Ready to live it up
But your mama a house
…are running out and they look at you like a slope
Ouch for every LeBronx so honey let you cooks

Little that they know, little that they know
Not really telling nothing bout the man I was before
And little do they know, the little that I show
Them are probably telling more than anybody’s ever told
Little that they know, little that they know
Not really telling nothing bout the man I was before
And little do they know, the little that I show
Them are probably telling more than anybody’s ever told

Little do they know how much I have in store
All the pain I don’t put, I should be selling out in stores
But instead of a 2, I’m strapping off a woo
Before child to ignore is knocking at my door
Niggers still wanna roll and I’m still surprised
And I’m glued to the floor and I wanna be lying
My bitches want more time but I’m still grinding
Trying to pay my bills, but bitches still think I’m lying
And I swear to God I’m trying to get up with a hump
I knew you for a while, can’t expect me to open up
My girlfriend a …year, left me without a care
And me losing my soul again is one of my biggest fears
You say I’m very distant, very inconsistent
Bitch, stop talking and put more effort in your listening
Shit my bad! I’m dark going cause I’m heartbroken
Shit at least out effort all open

Little that they know, little that they know
Not really telling nothing bout the man I was before
And little do they know, the little that I show
Them are probably telling more than anybody’s ever told
Little that they know, little that they know
Not really telling nothing bout the man I was before
And little do they know, the little that I show
Them are probably telling more than anybody’s ever told’em

A couple dollars to my name, heart full of pain
And I’m doing all I can to stray sane
And I ain’t wanna take a plane
I gotta do my thing
Nigger just try to maintain
A couple dollars to my name, heart full of pain
And I’m doing all I can to stray sane
And I ain’t wanna take a plane
I gotta do my thing
Nigger just try to maintain
Nigger!

[Lyrics to Memoirs Of Kiesha by Push!]
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