Letra

Let me talk to you for a minute here Uh (Damn!) (Yes?) Listen Come here for a minute, let me borrow your ear I was just a little kid, I heard it perfectly clear Got a chip planted in my neck when I was six And ever since, I've been tripping off this music itch I couldn't sleep, television screen kept me awake My brothers' 808 booming in a room full of crates I couldn't wait, plus I was late for the school bus Rhyming in the mirror with my Spider-Man toothbrush Divine and Everlast in the back of the hut I'm talking '89 and I'm still packing a lunch Sounds crazy, but really seemed to happen as such Whoever thought that I would do it with this passion and gut? I don't know, but it hit me (oh) All of a sudden, I got the globe rocking with me (yeah) Now we clubbing and all the girls wanna kiss me Says she loves it, but she's really not listening Damn, what's up with that? (Damn!) You want to play the role? (Yes?) Like you ain't a ho? (Yes?) But you probably heard the single on the radio (Damn!) Now it's all love (Yes?) Got a strong buzz (Yes?) But she didn't know my name thirty days ago (Damn!) Oh, you heard of us? (Yes?) Let me hear you say (Yes?) Word 'em up, I was tellin' you in '98 (Damn!) But that was all planned, now its a logjam Our haters in the place, yellin' "God-" (Damn!) To all the people down since the beginning Though we never wore the crown, you insisted we get it Bought the record every day, never trip what it costed All you wanted was to put some more chips in my pocket Way before the world tour and overseas and big stuff When Cheapshot was still spinnin' valley bar mitzvahs (haha) You always had a seat, rollin' right there with us (uh-huh) In the car, drinkin' 40s out in front of them shit clubs You 'member then? Twenty-five fans would line up But nobody gave a fat frog's ass who I was (nah) Times up, nine months later, put the smack down Sign to Machine Shop, Warner got my back now Funny how they all flipped up when they see me "Yeah, he think he doing big shit 'cause he on TV" Yeah, but that was all planned, like it or not, man You hatin' from the couch, going "God-" (Damn!) You want to play the role? (Yes?) Like you ain't a ho? (Yes?) But you probably heard the single on the radio (Damn!) Now it's all love (Yes?) Got a strong buzz (Yes?) But she didn't know my name thirty days ago (Damn!) Oh, you heard of us? (Yes?) Let me hear you say (Yes?) Word 'em up, I was tellin' you in '98 (Damn!) But that was all planned, now its a logjam With haters in the place shouting "God-" (Damn!)
Writer(s): Takbir Khalid Bashir, Jason Rabinowitz, Colton Fisher, Ryan Patrick Maginn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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