制作
作曲和作词
Stevie Johnson
词曲作者
Robert Owoyele Jr
词曲作者
Angelo Estes
词曲作者
Rodrick Thomas
词曲作者
歌词
Yeah!
Yeah!
Aye!
Look - feeling that, feeling that pain still adapt,
We done beat chains, Bradys in gangs whatever we say they will attack
Taking they aim, labeled a slave, placed in a grave feel the Gap
Bullets will rain pitter pat, "Oh no he didn't" I'm finna snap
I got that **** I see ya mouth moving but I "ain't hear nothing" type attitude
Snatchin' the diamonds from necks of a coward that flex is my lingo for rabbit food
The life that I'm livin' is golden,
Rollin' in class I'm enrolled in
Was rockin' with Bek but was eatin' on Ecs like the way I would cheat was compulsive
I said it and sent it motion,
Wish **** would curb they emotions
I get that you rappers are hot heads, the shots that I'm peeling ain't Motron
They hollow as bottles that wallow in sorrow I'll sip on the crown that I float in
Not sure if the audience notice
This is the voice of the chosen
"They know that they wrong" as the sample in song "Oh My God" I think Thomas is frozen
I'm saying at best he the GOAT
And I'm thinking at worst he the coldest
Never inferior paint your interior red with ulterior motives
It seems that answer has spoken
Hand the gas to make smoke with
Okay, floating down the river word to Tina, Ike
Got a **** liftin', runnin', eatin', drinkin', livin' right
Every morning breaking down the body, 'fore the sunrise
Spirulina gallon in my pallet 'till it's lunch time, ****
Yeah, they never praise a profit when he's home (You know you wrong, when you're not getting it at home) ... you know you wrong
I ain't lied to you **** yet man
I rap better still
This is not a debate. (You know you're wrong)
Say what I want,
Do as I will the motto is real
You jerks are dessert and Thomas is just tryna follow a Mill
PAEME, PAEME, PAEME, PAEME
We build it you claim it,
You need it we make it,
See **** ain't trippin' we just out of patience
We crashin' your gatherings, parties, and banquets
Takin' a freedom, our culture, and language
Talkin' 'bout history that wasn't meant for me
Sit us in classes and try and explain it
I guess that I'm tired of all of the nonsense
Karen, what's wrong with your conscious?
I'm fillin' my mind with the knowledge to thrive but the narrative sounds like I lost it
Innovators, understand the system hate us
Imitate us, repackage God as "entertainers"
See the brilliance, convince us that the play is brainless
And so we shuck and jive then die inside for entertainment
Huh, I'mma practice what I preach
Yeah, I packaged up the poison and I fed it to the streets
But I also have repent for all the brokenness you see,
Shaka Zulu when I speak,
What's a savage to a King, ****?
You ain't got to like me, man
But you will respect me - that is not a choice
You can call me everything but wack, ****
You can call me everything but soft, ****
Hey View, shoot these **** in the head man...
View!
Aye NiteCrawler!
You know you wrong, when don't get it at home.
You know you wrong, when don't get it at home.
(You know you're), You know you wrong, when don't get it at home.
You know you wrong, when don't get it at home.
(You know you're),
Written by: Angelo Estes, Robert Owoyele Jr, Rodrick Thomas, Stevie Johnson