Cue Gangsta’s Paradise. Mic please. (cough). Let’s goooooo….
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of bogies
I take a look at chance to break 90 and realize there’s no hope left
‘Cause I’ve been hacking’ and chopping’ so long that
That everyone in my foursome thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain’t never double-crossed a ball that didn’t deserve it
I’m being treated like a sandbagger, you know that’s unheard of
Haters better watch how you talkin’ and where you walkin’
Or it and your homies might be hit by a shank
I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc
As I choke, my friends see my ears smoke
Fool, I’m the kinda Sandbagger the little homies wanna be like
On my knees on the range, sayin’ prayers as the ball sails right
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Swipe slice once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Look at the situation they got me facing
I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by toppers
So I gotta be down with the hackers
Too much YouTube watchin’, got me chasing dreams high draw dreams
I’m a educated fool with the PGA tour on my mind
Got ten finger grip and a gleam in my eye
I’m a loc’d out gangsta, set trippin’ sand bagger
And my club tossing is down, so don’t arouse my anger
Fool, triple ain’t nothin’ but a heartbeat away
My golf balls livin’ life do or die, what can I say?
I’m 42 now, but will I live to see 24?
The way things is going, I don’t know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me?
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Reload once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Power and the money, money and the power
Ball hawking, minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody’s parin’, cause ain’t losing balls
It’s going down in the fairway. What am I missing?
They say I gotta learn, but nobody’s here to teach me
If I can’t make good contact, how can they reach me?
I guess they can’t, I guess they won’t
I guess it’s double par, that’s why I know my game ain’t got no luck, fool
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Reload once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Tell me why we are so blind to see
Swipe slices hurt the pace of play for you and me
Tell me why are we so blind to see
Fairways aren’t meant for me
*music ends”
Short knockers matter, yo
Jr club champion: F flight
Rizzle out
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Swipe slice once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Look at the situation they got me facing
I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by toppers
So I gotta be down with the hackers
Too much YouTube watchin’, got me chasing dreams high draw dreams
I’m a educated fool with the PGA tour on my mind
Got ten finger grip and a gleam in my eye
I’m a loc’d out gangsta, set trippin’ sand bagger
And my club tossing is down, so don’t arouse my anger
Fool, triple ain’t nothin’ but a heart beat away
My golf balls livin’ life do or die, what can I say?
I’m 42 now but will I live to see 24?
The way things is going I don’t know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me?
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Reload once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Power and the money, money and the power
Ball hawking Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody’s parin’, cause ain’t losing balls
It’s going down in the fairway, what am I missing?
They say I gotta learn, but nobody’s here to teach me
If I can’t make good contact, how can they reach me?
I guess they can’t, I guess they won’t
I guess it’s double par, that’s why I know my game ain’t got no luck, fool
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Been spendin’ most their lives
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Reload once or twice
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Hit it like shit, Jesus Christ
Livin’ in a bunters paradise
Tell me why are we so blind to see
Swipe slices hurt pace of play for you and me
Tell me why are we so blind to see
Fairways aren’t meant for me
*music ends”
Short knockers matter, yo
Jr club champion: F flight
Rizzle out
