Senna

Ayrton Senna 1990 Interview
I been living life way more explicit than a cuss word
Scorching the earth till our mufucking lungs hurt
Lotta talk from has beens living off what they once were
I been had the sauce fuck what you must heard
Two bad bitches with Catch up in the center
Turn TC off I control traction in the winter
Drive off instinct that's a feeling of a winner
When I get the McLaren Ima whip it like Senna
I'm on the "lap of the gods" when I let this shit drop
I'm a Fucking heart throb
Say she down for the cause and I heard it's on god
When sifting through beats I only fuck with what's hard
From here on out I'm only dropping bombs
Just like fine wine I'm getting better with time
iPhone notepad in high school I wrote my first rhyme
Now I put it on the line to get what's rightfully mine
At this point I'm not even trying I'm just closing my eyes and letting it ride
You more of an ultra ball when chasing that ass
You know I'm a master ball you know it's a Catch
Raised around speed not drugs but that shit that end your life fast
Sparking dola feel like Yoda no need to Ketchum Busy worrying where to Ash
Busy worrying where the ass
Busy worrying where the cash
Family worried I drive to fast
Ew yeah life move fast like the Brazilian in that Marlboro Car
Won't stop until a McLaren what I park
When all is said and done I'm walking round on marble floors
Keep hating on shit just understand it won't get you far
My past left me deranged with some bloodstains
Now I feel sustained hopping off a airplane
Just had to get away free from the pain
Think I found my sound sike now I switch lanes
Always kept it a hundred, yeah I Ben Frank
Wondering which way, I feel displaced
Going insane can't complain life is great
Pop another bottle of the overpriced champagne
Got your bitch escaping at midnight
Got her screaming oh my
From the west side, that's dis side
I just caught a red eye with red eyes \
I'm so high
Now, we in, Monte Carlo
We in Monte Carlo
We in Monte Carlo
King of Monaco oh (Monaco Grand Prix)
Whoa (For Ayrton Senna)
Ironic thinking back at class seem like every week I was writ up
Now I'm parking a LaFerrari in a Monaco penthouse
Drinks by the rooftop she praying that I slip up
Set a hot lap on the streets think I'm Ayrton Senna
And that be my rainy day cottage
Condo in Manhattan just to go to the Garden
Wake up to breakfast and head from a Maxim model
Ever since I started popping I been full throttle
No reason to lift I gotta lotta downforce
Everything I say iconic I'm speaking from a sound board
Think I wanna yellow rari or I want a red horse
I just hope one day I get everything and then more
Rest In Peace, Ayrton Senna
The fastest man to ever live
"Ayrton Senna" - Murray Walker