| 作曲 : Greenwood, Messinger ... | |
| This one's for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don't know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You'd know that if you new about me | |
| Can I just rock a rhyme one time? | |
| Elevate minds enjoy the vibe | |
| Like 93 till infinity I'm alive | |
| I light the vicinity spit the rhyme | |
| But I still receive cut eye, when I, bust rhyme | |
| Must be the light or the shine from the white | |
| It can't be the skill or the beat or the mic | |
| Could it be jealousy that you're not quite like, me | |
| I'm not like you your attitude is at the altitude | |
| Like dude I want to battle you | |
| I'm not budging only God's judging | |
| You can take the glory, I'm not fake fronting | |
| Nothings stopping me, God's still calling me | |
| Your own insecurities is killing ye softly | |
| The rap artist, dissed than disregarded | |
| Stick around yo I'm just getting started | |
| This one's for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don't know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You'd know that if you new about me | |
| All of a sudden I'm becoming the talk of the town | |
| Cause my lyrics seem to be getting more positive now | |
| It's true I'm the same dude they talking about | |
| Cause I don't hand out tracks when I'm walking around | |
| But I know "what you know" | |
| Only God can judge me, so if it's only God that loves me | |
| I'm OK, I can say that, I'm a man of God so when I make raps | |
| I'm like eight tracks, I don't play they can talk the talk | |
| I walk the walk, while they at mardi Grais and in the dark there lost | |
| I don't stop to watch I walk with God like ladi dah | |
| They still watching, they probably are | |
| You can't catch me or form a weapon against me | |
| The best kept secret has sworn to protect me | |
| If you got a problem I suggest you arrest me | |
| I'm not guilty, dirty, but not filthy | |
| Like the Kennedy's you wanna put an end to me | |
| Bullet in my melodies but ye never met me | |
| I love my enemies not just cause it says so | |
| I got joy un-control over flowing yo | |
| Don't hate it you'll keep us separated | |
| Where's the love man yo it's so underated? |
| zuo qu : Greenwood, Messinger ... | |
| This one' s for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don' t know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You' d know that if you new about me | |
| Can I just rock a rhyme one time? | |
| Elevate minds enjoy the vibe | |
| Like 93 till infinity I' m alive | |
| I light the vicinity spit the rhyme | |
| But I still receive cut eye, when I, bust rhyme | |
| Must be the light or the shine from the white | |
| It can' t be the skill or the beat or the mic | |
| Could it be jealousy that you' re not quite like, me | |
| I' m not like you your attitude is at the altitude | |
| Like dude I want to battle you | |
| I' m not budging only God' s judging | |
| You can take the glory, I' m not fake fronting | |
| Nothings stopping me, God' s still calling me | |
| Your own insecurities is killing ye softly | |
| The rap artist, dissed than disregarded | |
| Stick around yo I' m just getting started | |
| This one' s for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don' t know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You' d know that if you new about me | |
| All of a sudden I' m becoming the talk of the town | |
| Cause my lyrics seem to be getting more positive now | |
| It' s true I' m the same dude they talking about | |
| Cause I don' t hand out tracks when I' m walking around | |
| But I know " what you know" | |
| Only God can judge me, so if it' s only God that loves me | |
| I' m OK, I can say that, I' m a man of God so when I make raps | |
| I' m like eight tracks, I don' t play they can talk the talk | |
| I walk the walk, while they at mardi Grais and in the dark there lost | |
| I don' t stop to watch I walk with God like ladi dah | |
| They still watching, they probably are | |
| You can' t catch me or form a weapon against me | |
| The best kept secret has sworn to protect me | |
| If you got a problem I suggest you arrest me | |
| I' m not guilty, dirty, but not filthy | |
| Like the Kennedy' s you wanna put an end to me | |
| Bullet in my melodies but ye never met me | |
| I love my enemies not just cause it says so | |
| I got joy uncontrol over flowing yo | |
| Don' t hate it you' ll keep us separated | |
| Where' s the love man yo it' s so underated? |
| zuò qǔ : Greenwood, Messinger ... | |
| This one' s for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don' t know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You' d know that if you new about me | |
| Can I just rock a rhyme one time? | |
| Elevate minds enjoy the vibe | |
| Like 93 till infinity I' m alive | |
| I light the vicinity spit the rhyme | |
| But I still receive cut eye, when I, bust rhyme | |
| Must be the light or the shine from the white | |
| It can' t be the skill or the beat or the mic | |
| Could it be jealousy that you' re not quite like, me | |
| I' m not like you your attitude is at the altitude | |
| Like dude I want to battle you | |
| I' m not budging only God' s judging | |
| You can take the glory, I' m not fake fronting | |
| Nothings stopping me, God' s still calling me | |
| Your own insecurities is killing ye softly | |
| The rap artist, dissed than disregarded | |
| Stick around yo I' m just getting started | |
| This one' s for all the people who talk | |
| Shoot you down before you reach the top | |
| Cause they just don' t know much about me | |
| You know the types that say this and that | |
| Jealous types trying to hold you back | |
| Soon it will be as clear as can be | |
| For those who feel that they need to speak | |
| My life is more than stories on beats | |
| You' d know that if you new about me | |
| All of a sudden I' m becoming the talk of the town | |
| Cause my lyrics seem to be getting more positive now | |
| It' s true I' m the same dude they talking about | |
| Cause I don' t hand out tracks when I' m walking around | |
| But I know " what you know" | |
| Only God can judge me, so if it' s only God that loves me | |
| I' m OK, I can say that, I' m a man of God so when I make raps | |
| I' m like eight tracks, I don' t play they can talk the talk | |
| I walk the walk, while they at mardi Grais and in the dark there lost | |
| I don' t stop to watch I walk with God like ladi dah | |
| They still watching, they probably are | |
| You can' t catch me or form a weapon against me | |
| The best kept secret has sworn to protect me | |
| If you got a problem I suggest you arrest me | |
| I' m not guilty, dirty, but not filthy | |
| Like the Kennedy' s you wanna put an end to me | |
| Bullet in my melodies but ye never met me | |
| I love my enemies not just cause it says so | |
| I got joy uncontrol over flowing yo | |
| Don' t hate it you' ll keep us separated | |
| Where' s the love man yo it' s so underated? |