Who Told You? Lyrics
| Song | Who Told You? |
| Artist | Emmanuel Speaks |
| Artist | TE dness |
| Album | Who Told You? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Emmanuel Nwaohai/Ruel Dennis | |
| 作曲 : Michael K Asenso/Shem Anthony Raeburn/Emmanuel Nwaohai | |
| Name who's best, I’m coming for their spot | |
| I'm in that shot-gun seat with my visor up | |
| Tryna clock that nigga cos his time is up | |
| Play the fool, you get "paid in full" | |
| Turn the “cam'ron” | |
| I push the “rico” out out the window in the cruiser | |
| And if you're slipping Lord knows I'm gonna shoot ya | |
| I ain’t even sorry.. | |
| This ain't no drive by, | |
| I'm here to say. | |
| Can't bury me live, I'm David Blaine | |
| The revolution ain't far away, I can feel it getting closer | |
| Knocking at your door like a witness of Jehovah | |
| Witness this persona | |
| They're screaming East is back. | |
| My brothers hunt in packs, | |
| But I pray for “better dayz” | |
| Moving packs | |
| But I'm tryna see “changes” | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, | |
| You can go in an instant | |
| But this is my Hell's Kitchen | |
| I'm Luke Cage | |
| Refuse cages | |
| Set my own lane | |
| Emmanuel Speaks - remember my whole name! | |
| Marvel at the man, I dare the devil to stop me | |
| They say the ends is peak, | |
| Still walk through | |
| 10 toes - two feet cos that sh- don't involve me | |
| I told my lil bro the roads don't love you. | |
| Your pen will keep you from the pen. | |
| Your talent will take you places you never imagined | |
| But you do what you need to feed your home just know there's no bigger purpose | |
| All that glitters ain't gold, | |
| And them karats are worthless | |
| Might decide to shine sometimes, | |
| But take the icing away make sure you got left over cake in the microwave | |
| **** a Rari, | |
| That could never feed an army | |
| Oh how great. | |
| We pray for a chance and we're granted the blessings we asked for | |
| Then thank the Lord by dancing with the devil on the dance floor | |
| I'm a dark horse, I never thought I'd be here | |
| Sitting at the round table with some visionaries, I never thought I'd see clear | |
| It’s clear to see I’m in it for the long run | |
| My lines live forever | |
| Who told you that you had to die when your time’s done? | |
| Who told you, that we can’t win? | |
| Who told you.. That I must bow to you, because of the colour of my skin | |
| Fam, you’re crazy, I am a King! | |
| 1990, big up my Mum. | |
| Man weren’t born to come be no bum | |
| I go through like a book every month, | |
| So, | |
| How you gonna talk to man like I’m dumb? | |
| I can read your body language; you’re timid | |
| Bare testosterone, you aint widdit | |
| I can tell by your posture, me and you’s different | |
| You just wanna act up when you’re round women. | |
| But my company bubbling up.. (Woo!) | |
| Saucy | |
| I can’t get with no trouble my dawg, | |
| That’s why I roll with my dawg | |
| He love the trouble.. | |
| He got the shh, with the muzzle | |
| I buss a move with my duffle | |
| What you think I forgot? | |
| We came up from nothing | |
| Trust I got you if I love you | |
| Was a little black boy in the mango tree | |
| Came up.. Came up.. | |
| Feeling like they let D’jango free | |
| Came up! | |
| Youths these days, think that their man won’t bleed | |
| Till they get taped up, | |
| Now it’s a picture, scriptures, flowers and candle scene | |
| R.I .. R.I | |
| Mama crying, Daddy crying, | |
| Brother crying | |
| Sister crying | |
| Cousin crying | |
| Aunty crying | |
| Uncle crying | |
| Everybody crying, saying R.I .. R.I |
| zuo ci : Emmanuel Nwaohai Ruel Dennis | |
| zuo qu : Michael K Asenso Shem Anthony Raeburn Emmanuel Nwaohai | |
| Name who' s best, I' m coming for their spot | |
| I' m in that shotgun seat with my visor up | |
| Tryna clock that nigga cos his time is up | |
| Play the fool, you get " paid in full" | |
| Turn the " cam' ron" | |
| I push the " rico" out out the window in the cruiser | |
| And if you' re slipping Lord knows I' m gonna shoot ya | |
| I ain' t even sorry.. | |
| This ain' t no drive by, | |
| I' m here to say. | |
| Can' t bury me live, I' m David Blaine | |
| The revolution ain' t far away, I can feel it getting closer | |
| Knocking at your door like a witness of Jehovah | |
| Witness this persona | |
| They' re screaming East is back. | |
| My brothers hunt in packs, | |
| But I pray for " better dayz" | |
| Moving packs | |
| But I' m tryna see " changes" | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, | |
| You can go in an instant | |
| But this is my Hell' s Kitchen | |
| I' m Luke Cage | |
| Refuse cages | |
| Set my own lane | |
| Emmanuel Speaks remember my whole name! | |
| Marvel at the man, I dare the devil to stop me | |
| They say the ends is peak, | |
| Still walk through | |
| 10 toes two feet cos that sh don' t involve me | |
| I told my lil bro the roads don' t love you. | |
| Your pen will keep you from the pen. | |
| Your talent will take you places you never imagined | |
| But you do what you need to feed your home just know there' s no bigger purpose | |
| All that glitters ain' t gold, | |
| And them karats are worthless | |
| Might decide to shine sometimes, | |
| But take the icing away make sure you got left over cake in the microwave | |
| a Rari, | |
| That could never feed an army | |
| Oh how great. | |
| We pray for a chance and we' re granted the blessings we asked for | |
| Then thank the Lord by dancing with the devil on the dance floor | |
| I' m a dark horse, I never thought I' d be here | |
| Sitting at the round table with some visionaries, I never thought I' d see clear | |
| It' s clear to see I' m in it for the long run | |
| My lines live forever | |
| Who told you that you had to die when your time' s done? | |
| Who told you, that we can' t win? | |
| Who told you.. That I must bow to you, because of the colour of my skin | |
| Fam, you' re crazy, I am a King! | |
| 1990, big up my Mum. | |
| Man weren' t born to come be no bum | |
| I go through like a book every month, | |
| So, | |
| How you gonna talk to man like I' m dumb? | |
| I can read your body language you' re timid | |
| Bare testosterone, you aint widdit | |
| I can tell by your posture, me and you' s different | |
| You just wanna act up when you' re round women. | |
| But my company bubbling up.. Woo! | |
| Saucy | |
| I can' t get with no trouble my dawg, | |
| That' s why I roll with my dawg | |
| He love the trouble.. | |
| He got the shh, with the muzzle | |
| I buss a move with my duffle | |
| What you think I forgot? | |
| We came up from nothing | |
| Trust I got you if I love you | |
| Was a little black boy in the mango tree | |
| Came up.. Came up.. | |
| Feeling like they let D' jango free | |
| Came up! | |
| Youths these days, think that their man won' t bleed | |
| Till they get taped up, | |
| Now it' s a picture, scriptures, flowers and candle scene | |
| R. I .. R. I | |
| Mama crying, Daddy crying, | |
| Brother crying | |
| Sister crying | |
| Cousin crying | |
| Aunty crying | |
| Uncle crying | |
| Everybody crying, saying R. I .. R. I |
| zuò cí : Emmanuel Nwaohai Ruel Dennis | |
| zuò qǔ : Michael K Asenso Shem Anthony Raeburn Emmanuel Nwaohai | |
| Name who' s best, I' m coming for their spot | |
| I' m in that shotgun seat with my visor up | |
| Tryna clock that nigga cos his time is up | |
| Play the fool, you get " paid in full" | |
| Turn the " cam' ron" | |
| I push the " rico" out out the window in the cruiser | |
| And if you' re slipping Lord knows I' m gonna shoot ya | |
| I ain' t even sorry.. | |
| This ain' t no drive by, | |
| I' m here to say. | |
| Can' t bury me live, I' m David Blaine | |
| The revolution ain' t far away, I can feel it getting closer | |
| Knocking at your door like a witness of Jehovah | |
| Witness this persona | |
| They' re screaming East is back. | |
| My brothers hunt in packs, | |
| But I pray for " better dayz" | |
| Moving packs | |
| But I' m tryna see " changes" | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, | |
| You can go in an instant | |
| But this is my Hell' s Kitchen | |
| I' m Luke Cage | |
| Refuse cages | |
| Set my own lane | |
| Emmanuel Speaks remember my whole name! | |
| Marvel at the man, I dare the devil to stop me | |
| They say the ends is peak, | |
| Still walk through | |
| 10 toes two feet cos that sh don' t involve me | |
| I told my lil bro the roads don' t love you. | |
| Your pen will keep you from the pen. | |
| Your talent will take you places you never imagined | |
| But you do what you need to feed your home just know there' s no bigger purpose | |
| All that glitters ain' t gold, | |
| And them karats are worthless | |
| Might decide to shine sometimes, | |
| But take the icing away make sure you got left over cake in the microwave | |
| a Rari, | |
| That could never feed an army | |
| Oh how great. | |
| We pray for a chance and we' re granted the blessings we asked for | |
| Then thank the Lord by dancing with the devil on the dance floor | |
| I' m a dark horse, I never thought I' d be here | |
| Sitting at the round table with some visionaries, I never thought I' d see clear | |
| It' s clear to see I' m in it for the long run | |
| My lines live forever | |
| Who told you that you had to die when your time' s done? | |
| Who told you, that we can' t win? | |
| Who told you.. That I must bow to you, because of the colour of my skin | |
| Fam, you' re crazy, I am a King! | |
| 1990, big up my Mum. | |
| Man weren' t born to come be no bum | |
| I go through like a book every month, | |
| So, | |
| How you gonna talk to man like I' m dumb? | |
| I can read your body language you' re timid | |
| Bare testosterone, you aint widdit | |
| I can tell by your posture, me and you' s different | |
| You just wanna act up when you' re round women. | |
| But my company bubbling up.. Woo! | |
| Saucy | |
| I can' t get with no trouble my dawg, | |
| That' s why I roll with my dawg | |
| He love the trouble.. | |
| He got the shh, with the muzzle | |
| I buss a move with my duffle | |
| What you think I forgot? | |
| We came up from nothing | |
| Trust I got you if I love you | |
| Was a little black boy in the mango tree | |
| Came up.. Came up.. | |
| Feeling like they let D' jango free | |
| Came up! | |
| Youths these days, think that their man won' t bleed | |
| Till they get taped up, | |
| Now it' s a picture, scriptures, flowers and candle scene | |
| R. I .. R. I | |
| Mama crying, Daddy crying, | |
| Brother crying | |
| Sister crying | |
| Cousin crying | |
| Aunty crying | |
| Uncle crying | |
| Everybody crying, saying R. I .. R. I |
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