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Who Are You
(专辑: Tana Talk 3 - 2018)
[Royce da 5'9"] Uh, I
ain't gon' even lie I
be having things on my mind all of the
time That I
think I
need and I
be knowing that I
ain't gon' even buy I'ma probably just rob and scheme Man, I'ma rob you in a
ride so clean I
ain't even gon' rob you blind, nigga, I'ma rob you seen I'm from a
far side, no side you done seen Y'all slaves to y'all own mind And I'ma just play apartheid with your queen Mean, I
ain't gon' even lie Yo' bitch badder than a
bag full of new cash of that rare tender Ever since she got that new ass that she been dragging Fam, she done been The
Last Airbender Coming around here in them yoga pants Fuck making a
pass at her, I'm past that Man, that bitch could have my whole advance I
might even have to go against my better judgement Say fuck it and hold her hand, damn, I
ain't gon' even lie Sunflower seeds the
only time you probably see shells fly Violence be right in my driveway, by a
nigga mailbox I
don't know why I
keep saying I
ain't gon' lie, man, I
don't even tell lies [Mélanie Rutherford:] Niggas be claiming that they bleed loyalty Niggas be saying that they come from royalty But who are you? Who are you? [Benny the
Butcher:] Yo, look There's wisdom in my words but some men can't see it Thinking they gon' find the
truth in that shit they reading My pen stay bleeding, this the
pain from them days I
spent sitting next to moms in them N.A. meetings Knowing she gon' smoke again, first of the
month We was rolling and by time the
fourth came, we was broke again So the
dope man fed us, we gram sellers I'm more Manuel Noriega than Mandela They want me in a
jam like I
don't know no damn better Crammed in a
three-man cell, skimming through fan letters Like what the
fuck I'm doing here in the
first place? When all the
weed burn out, I'm in my worst shape I
think I'm cursed, wait, damn Brand new pistol, I'm dying to take that bitch out like a
first date When it's my turn, watch the
game get shifted My brain the
sickest, so every line pain inflicted My brother went out like dark-skinned Jermaine, I
miss him He had a
bullet with his name in the
chamber, sitting I
hang with spitters but really got my name in kitchens So I
do it for them niggas with that same ambition This the
part where the
bitches and the
cars get faster The
richer these rappers get, it's like the
bars get trasher I'm the
wrong rapper niggas wanna target after I'm like Bob Backlund mixed in with Marvin Hagler The
butcher [Mélanie Rutherford:] Niggas be claiming that they bleed loyalty Niggas be saying that they come from royalty But who are you? Who are you?
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