[00:00.000] 作词 : Akin Yai
[00:01.000] 作曲 : SoulChef
[00:33.437]This beat’s some ’94 shit
[00:35.148]But I’ll ignore this urge to get nostalgic—the here and now, nigga
[00:38.814]A String Theory, I shine like bling jewelry
[00:41.233]These days blowin’ on loud as afgooey
[00:44.179]It get ghoulie and, truly, I’m that coolly
[00:46.359]High, dropped out with the clout, the rap goodie
[00:49.293]No mob—young god on his own path
[00:51.981]In the cyber, me, MacGyver, Worlds of Warcraft
[00:54.386]Mo’ magic, mo’ static while they broadcast
[00:56.723]Drizzy Drake, Ricky fakeness is all that
[00:59.478]Matted hairs, tatted bliss on my chest showing
[01:01.867]The name of God struck in awe, so my God’s owing
[01:04.316]Shame on y’all similar stripper songs, hoing
[01:06.775]Shame on y’all similar stripper songs, knowing
[01:09.344]We are more than some dollars and some drugs
[01:11.608]These niggas stay playing themselves, so I pause
[01:15.739](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[01:18.567]Don’t nobody know my name
[01:20.952](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[01:23.627]Don’t nobody know my name
[01:25.431](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[01:28.567]Don’t nobody know my name
[01:30.392](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[01:34.651]**** your couch, nigga—**** that brand
[01:37.020]**** that house, nigga—bless that man
[01:39.297]Everything goes in this quickening sand
[01:41.780]Said a mirror to a sad face, “Hold on to grin” (OK)
[01:44.500]Open-wound, peroxide—pour it on the skin (Uh huh)
[01:46.851]Was hoping to archive—he stored all the pain (Yeah)
[01:49.371]Surrounded by white guilt. What’s in a name?
[01:51.834]Ask Paula Deen, Sterling—here we go again (Damn)
[01:54.483]Nothing new, really, so we smile at the sun
[01:57.128]Miss [Lord Dave?]—shout him out through song
[01:59.475]Linked with Dre—now a nigga back to one
[02:01.844]Yo, it’s 2014—now, time to have some fun
[02:04.512]A boy returns to a place called home
[02:06.952]To voice concern to Adolf's clones
[02:09.609]Hate in the air subtle with overtones
[02:12.045]Of a bygone era when my peoples got hung (Damn)
[02:15.887](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[02:19.153]Don’t nobody know my name
[02:20.863](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[02:23.473]Don’t nobody know my name
[02:25.956](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)
[02:28.750]Don’t nobody know my name
[02:30.939](Pause, pause, pause, pause you, you, you)