unknown artist - unknown11 lyrics
i got you lined up in my sights but i
don’t really know if you are worth my time
so i might try to be mister nice guy
but i ain’t ever been the f-cking nice guy
(chorus)
everything i do is for the benefit of i
don’t you dare ask who the best there ain’t no other choice than i
ain’t gon’ stop till everybody know for sho’ that i
am the trifecta, me myself and i
(repeat)
this game in monotone
i’m gon’ go mika on it
most rappers try to be the scene i’ll revolutionize it
walk in the club and they ain’t even playing rap no more
it’s cause the beats are stale and lyrics are put up for sale
here’s my thing, i ain’t out to make n0body mad
but if the truth would make ‘em mad then that is pretty f-cking sad
maybe it’s a sign that some things need to change
nearly all my motivation and inspiration came up from strange
i’ve got a theory maybe people would buy music more
if there were purposes in place to make the people want it more
with that in mind you can say i’m like the cause
if i inspire higher record sales i’ll be the game’s santa claus
open your ears people, know what that sound is
it’s a combination of blood sweat and tears
i’ve poured all three into the music that i make
i just wanna f-cking make it, i’ll have and eat my f-cking cake
(chorus)
ever since i was a little man i dreamed of one mic stand on a stage
phones flashing b-tches flashing people screaming cause they paid
for that hashtag l cole rep
and i’d take that mic and say let’s get wrecked
bring the 808 in like an earthquake then
set the roof on fire with my flow, funny thing is
i was just dreaming then, now i’m believin’ in it
set myself up to fail but it’s worth riskin’
every single bit of reputation
trying to represent the whole d-mn rap nation
don’t wanna be hov sure as h-ll ain’t gon’ be weezy
i will be the new generation be a bigger hit than breezy
motherf-ck the ideal look this ain’t a fashion show
ain’t got looks like bieber ain’t all ripped like derulo
last i checked it’s the voice behind the mic that counts the most
i’m so good i’ll raise my gl-ss and give myself a f-cking toast
(chorus)
you coming after me send a tub
cause i’m really f-cking dirty and there finna’ be blood
i ain’t got no makeup on
lyrics au naturale, yours filled with more sh-t than cinnabon
your talent is a fable i am cain and you are abel
call me lieutenant you ain’t willing you ain’t able
put your maybelline on motherf-cker
you ain’t even risen i’m already eating supper
something in the water must be
never thought this sh-t would be so easy
coming with your barking b-tch i thought your -ss was sneezing
call me when you’ve got some worthy sh-t, no wait don’t even
let me take it back to the beginning when i said
i don’t think you’re worth my time and i think i also mentioned
that i ain’t a nice guy, f-cking right
get out my ring have yourself a f-cking pillow fight
(chorus)
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