Professor Lockhart's Extravaganza - Hogwart's Symphony

The crowd has come to a halt The birds won't sing for you anymore Not like before When the trees are all burning All the stars will keep on turning And I know I won't stop searching For the moment when the world Stopped for you It stopped for you Then the world came crashing down And it's pulling you in now You know all the words to the play But all I wanted was you to stay Your time is running thin 'Cause I'm falling through the cracks under your floor How does it feel to be alive again? Stop holding on with your dear breath You're one step closer to me On the ballroom extravaganza I know you won't find me anymore I tried to reach for you once more But the world Came crashing to the ground When the story comes to an end Will it be the same again? When all the king's horsemen and all the king's men They couldn't put you back together again Oh, when the story comes to an end Will it be the same again to you? To you When the story comes to an end Will you be the same again at all? At all Oh-oh-oh At all Oh, yeah Oh, oh

Okay, okay Okay, okay Okay, okay Yeah Okay, okay Okay, okay, yeah Okay, ha That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I (ha) Stutter? (Ha, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it) Did I? (Yeah, okay, ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't it (ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't gettin' no money? I promise we not even rich (yeah, ha, ha, yeah) This shawty, she doin' some tricks (yeah) She know she ain't gettin' a tip (blow, yeah) But she got some beautiful lips (blow, yeah) I told her she needed a Nic (blow, yeah) (Yeah, ha, ha, yeah) yeah, .9 (yeah, yeah) Call up Nine (call up lil' Nine, yeah, yeah) He bringing that .9, okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look- (ah), okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look fine (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Stop that lyin' (yeah, yeah, professor professor) She a dime (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Huh, yeah They hate when I walk through the door (yep, yeah) The Martin, it's all on my toes (yep, yeah) I don't even shop in the store (yep, yeah) They follow wherever I go (yep, yeah) I level the high with the low (yep, yeah) And shawty, she actin' real bold (yep, yeah) I'm prayin' that God take my soul (yep, yeah) That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I Stutter? Did I? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, heard they switchin' sides I'm callin' them Aizen I see y'all niggas, y'all wildin' Yeah, I'm feelin' like Killua, I got all of this motherfu- lightning (huh, hey) Call up Gon, we hittin' Greed Island (uh) Half of these niggas, they insects like Pouf, they playin' the violin Hold on, cook on these niggas like pasta Baby, I'm gettin' this, hold on Baby, I'm feelin' like, hold on Baby, I'm gettin' this, yeah Peacoat, Duffy, shot it, she know me, ha Ball on these niggas like Kobe, yeah Ball on these niggas like Kobe, ha Ball on that boy like I'm Kobe Half of these niggas, they know me, ha I'm gettin' money, I'm lonely, ha Shoot from the back like I'm Tony, ha Montana, okay I'm gettin' this money, magnetic My niggas, we comin', we gettin' this money, we stackin' this bread like a sandwich, okay (ha) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (yeah, okay) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (that boy is not one of-) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) R.I.P. to my granny (R.I.P. to my granny) Know why shawty need panties (know why shawty need panties), ha Got a homie named Manny (got a homie named Manny) And he down for the family, okay (okay) Okay (okay), okay (okay) All you niggas been talkin', okay (okay) I get it (I get it), I get it (I get it) You 'bout it, you wit' it Psych, nigga I lied (yeah, yeah) God on my side, huh (yeah, yeah) Hop in the ride (yeah, yeah) He cappin' on Instagram live (yeah, yeah, okay) That nigga is not with the guys (yeah, yeah, okay) Versace can cover my eyes (yeah, yeah, okay) She win and she want a lil' prize (ah, ah) I'm stackin' this bread like it's rye (ha) Yo, Cochise, a weh dem a seh?