Song | Unrecognized Feat. Lovel |
Artist | D.V. Alias Khryst |
Album | MUSIC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Corey thomas (CDT Productions/ASCAP)/kenneth scranton (Malad mixture/BMI)/Nicholas Christopher Loizides (All hail the honorable/BMI) | |
作词 : D.V. Alias Khryst | |
First verse: | |
Messiah | |
Liar | |
Whatever your heart truly desires | |
Truthful | |
Youthful | |
Prosperous | |
Fruitful | |
King | |
Ming | |
I trapped | |
Real thing | |
I bring | |
A whole lot to the table | |
Govarmynt official is a movement not a label | |
Or something you could label | |
I'm my brother keeper | |
No Kane and able | |
Swing my sword threw the valley where the snake cradles | |
I'm a 80's baby | |
Gold cables | |
Gazelle glasses | |
Banging on lunch tables | |
I really live this shit | |
I'm really getting it | |
I got a bad chick | |
Something fresh out a movie script | |
I hate niggas that talk about what they use to get | |
God said I'm top five niggas | |
**** what you use to spit | |
I banged with real gangster | |
Living off my experience | |
I'm built for war nigga | |
More reader than I ever been | |
Out breath need wind | |
It's nothing left we win | |
I'm a threat yet they label me a gem | |
I'm an Angel yet they label me a sin | |
Let's go | |
Chorus: | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( you don't know him why you fronting) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( oh you don't know him no) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( you don't know him why you fronting) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( why you fronting) | |
Second verse: | |
I'm a king | |
I'm royalty | |
I'm a hustler | |
And the streets keep calling me | |
I'm a father | |
I'm an author | |
I'm the kid that they all use to bother | |
I'm hatetred | |
I'm evil | |
Frustrated | |
And see threw | |
But I love God | |
And I love life | |
Got three kids | |
And beautiful life | |
We laugh a lot and cry sometimes | |
But with patience we'll be next in line | |
I miss you nana | |
I love you mom | |
I got you dunna | |
Louie, Sammy and Paul | |
Little Tricia | |
My sister & boobala | |
Got real fam | |
When I'm against the wall | |
Holding my head | |
Looking down the the floor | |
I know I see I light | |
I ain't sacred of the dark | |
I'm Bumping into things still I continue to walk | |
I got faith no sight | |
The illuminate torch | |
I hold weight no drugs | |
In the streets of a plug | |
Move on | |
Move wrong and end up with slugs | |
Not my fault | |
that I run with the Wolves | |
When aint picking no Cotten | |
We dressing in wool | |
Spotting the targets | |
Diminishing fools | |
Out with the old | |
And In with now in with new | |
Muf****er. | |
Chorus: | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( you don't know him why you fronting) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( oh you don't know him no) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( you don't know him why you fronting) | |
You don't know me why you fronting | |
( why you fronting) |
zuo qu : Corey thomas CDT Productions ASCAP kenneth scranton Malad mixture BMI Nicholas Christopher Loizides All hail the honorable BMI | |
zuo ci : D. V. Alias Khryst | |
First verse: | |
Messiah | |
Liar | |
Whatever your heart truly desires | |
Truthful | |
Youthful | |
Prosperous | |
Fruitful | |
King | |
Ming | |
I trapped | |
Real thing | |
I bring | |
A whole lot to the table | |
Govarmynt official is a movement not a label | |
Or something you could label | |
I' m my brother keeper | |
No Kane and able | |
Swing my sword threw the valley where the snake cradles | |
I' m a 80' s baby | |
Gold cables | |
Gazelle glasses | |
Banging on lunch tables | |
I really live this shit | |
I' m really getting it | |
I got a bad chick | |
Something fresh out a movie script | |
I hate niggas that talk about what they use to get | |
God said I' m top five niggas | |
what you use to spit | |
I banged with real gangster | |
Living off my experience | |
I' m built for war nigga | |
More reader than I ever been | |
Out breath need wind | |
It' s nothing left we win | |
I' m a threat yet they label me a gem | |
I' m an Angel yet they label me a sin | |
Let' s go | |
Chorus: | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
oh you don' t know him no | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
why you fronting | |
Second verse: | |
I' m a king | |
I' m royalty | |
I' m a hustler | |
And the streets keep calling me | |
I' m a father | |
I' m an author | |
I' m the kid that they all use to bother | |
I' m hatetred | |
I' m evil | |
Frustrated | |
And see threw | |
But I love God | |
And I love life | |
Got three kids | |
And beautiful life | |
We laugh a lot and cry sometimes | |
But with patience we' ll be next in line | |
I miss you nana | |
I love you mom | |
I got you dunna | |
Louie, Sammy and Paul | |
Little Tricia | |
My sister boobala | |
Got real fam | |
When I' m against the wall | |
Holding my head | |
Looking down the the floor | |
I know I see I light | |
I ain' t sacred of the dark | |
I' m Bumping into things still I continue to walk | |
I got faith no sight | |
The illuminate torch | |
I hold weight no drugs | |
In the streets of a plug | |
Move on | |
Move wrong and end up with slugs | |
Not my fault | |
that I run with the Wolves | |
When aint picking no Cotten | |
We dressing in wool | |
Spotting the targets | |
Diminishing fools | |
Out with the old | |
And In with now in with new | |
Muf er. | |
Chorus: | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
oh you don' t know him no | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
why you fronting |
zuò qǔ : Corey thomas CDT Productions ASCAP kenneth scranton Malad mixture BMI Nicholas Christopher Loizides All hail the honorable BMI | |
zuò cí : D. V. Alias Khryst | |
First verse: | |
Messiah | |
Liar | |
Whatever your heart truly desires | |
Truthful | |
Youthful | |
Prosperous | |
Fruitful | |
King | |
Ming | |
I trapped | |
Real thing | |
I bring | |
A whole lot to the table | |
Govarmynt official is a movement not a label | |
Or something you could label | |
I' m my brother keeper | |
No Kane and able | |
Swing my sword threw the valley where the snake cradles | |
I' m a 80' s baby | |
Gold cables | |
Gazelle glasses | |
Banging on lunch tables | |
I really live this shit | |
I' m really getting it | |
I got a bad chick | |
Something fresh out a movie script | |
I hate niggas that talk about what they use to get | |
God said I' m top five niggas | |
what you use to spit | |
I banged with real gangster | |
Living off my experience | |
I' m built for war nigga | |
More reader than I ever been | |
Out breath need wind | |
It' s nothing left we win | |
I' m a threat yet they label me a gem | |
I' m an Angel yet they label me a sin | |
Let' s go | |
Chorus: | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
oh you don' t know him no | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
why you fronting | |
Second verse: | |
I' m a king | |
I' m royalty | |
I' m a hustler | |
And the streets keep calling me | |
I' m a father | |
I' m an author | |
I' m the kid that they all use to bother | |
I' m hatetred | |
I' m evil | |
Frustrated | |
And see threw | |
But I love God | |
And I love life | |
Got three kids | |
And beautiful life | |
We laugh a lot and cry sometimes | |
But with patience we' ll be next in line | |
I miss you nana | |
I love you mom | |
I got you dunna | |
Louie, Sammy and Paul | |
Little Tricia | |
My sister boobala | |
Got real fam | |
When I' m against the wall | |
Holding my head | |
Looking down the the floor | |
I know I see I light | |
I ain' t sacred of the dark | |
I' m Bumping into things still I continue to walk | |
I got faith no sight | |
The illuminate torch | |
I hold weight no drugs | |
In the streets of a plug | |
Move on | |
Move wrong and end up with slugs | |
Not my fault | |
that I run with the Wolves | |
When aint picking no Cotten | |
We dressing in wool | |
Spotting the targets | |
Diminishing fools | |
Out with the old | |
And In with now in with new | |
Muf er. | |
Chorus: | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
oh you don' t know him no | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
you don' t know him why you fronting | |
You don' t know me why you fronting | |
why you fronting |