Horse Songtext
von Prof

Ah, hell no

Help me
Why don′t you help me now?
Oh, help me
Why don't you help me now? (Fuck it on, fuck it on, fuck it on)

How am I supposed to wrestle with being conceited
When immediately I′ve out-competed all the industry's elite
And easily I'm undefeated, even on the margaritas
Ain′t no closin′ all the distance in between us, comprende?
Presenting a man that's ascending
Feng shui, Roberto Clemente, al dente
She been bae for ten days on Wednesday
But then they can end it, Dikembe, comprende?


Hot boy, cowboy make a lot of noise
Hot boy, all joy, got a loud voice
Hot boy, I enjoy going stunting
Hot boy, I am Crocodile Dundee
I′m a legit genius
On God, I don't think I got a weakness
Little buddy, I′m just gettin' down to business
I′m the shit, bitch, can I get a witness?

Help me
Why don't you help me now?
Ooh, help me
Why don't you help me now? (Fuck it on, fuck it on, fuck it on)

Yeah, I make all my own shit and I′ma leave it at that
Thought I was a horse the way I put the team on my back
Thought I was a horse the way I took a beatin′ for that
Thought I was a horse the way my fucking dick look, bitch
Consider this, points and assists
Rebounds, blocks, and I'm good with my fists
Meaning, put it all together like this
Live shows and vocals, I′m as good as it gets


Hot boy, cowboy make a lot of noise
Hot boy, all joy, got a loud voice
Hot boy, I enjoy goin' stuntin′
Hot boy, I am Crocodile Dundee
Ice-cold, I'ma need a little longer John
Hard to stay humble when you stunting on the jumbotron
Hard to stay humble when you tryna stay healthy
Bring me back to Earth, please, anybody help me

Help me
Why don′t you help me now?
Oh, help me
Why don't you help me now? (Fuck it on, fuck it on, fuck it on)

How am I supposed to think about or reconcile my confidence with ego? Uh-huh
How am I supposed to share the ball when I know that my winning shot goes in? Uh
Hot boy, cowboy make a lot of noise
Hot boy, all joy, got a loud voice
Hot boy, I enjoy going stunting
Hot boy, I am Crocodile Dundee
This ain't a lick about the clicks and the views
Legit, I′m the shit, little bitch, I′m a brute
Hear the click, hear the clack, I'ma shoot
When you come to the realization that you just can′t lose

Help me
Why don't you help me now?
Oh, help me
Why don′t you help me now? (Fuck it off, fuck it off, fuck it off)