Lyrics:
or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!
[Verse 2]
Save your prayers for someone who cares,
Even if I’m in
And tell me have you seen the moon
'Cause it's bloody (Oh)
I think the sky, the sky is turning red
Take a look up outside
It's a hell storm comin'
Last time
I
Who am I, who am I
Who am I, who am I
Who am I, who am I
Who am I
I'm the difference between you and I
The truest been getting fluent in talking
You seem to occupy his time
I bet by now
You know about me
And you know about me
Is it me? (Is it me?) Is it you? (Is it you?)
Tell me who
Who's
you?
Who is you?
I know it's dope that I been self for so long
Still I keep one eye in all my woe and go wrongs
Product of the pilots who flew the coup
in
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin
Strapped down my bed, feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive, am
who know me
Very well are like
"Are you sure you're ok?" But I
Really am i've never been
This happy i'm so proud of
This album i'm proud
Of myself and I
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware
murder them you know
By his grace never move on slow
You know mans on the red and he keeping up nice to the flow when he rams for a show
When I pull up
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
Mother fuck the fame, that's just who I am
Got a lot of pain, that's just who I am
Got my own lane, I don't give a damn
Shit is hella strange, but
going to happen
With the Red Octobers?
You know Nike told me when
I asked them? "We ain't
Sure" You know what they
Told the store though
Of my- of my boy
is on our house!
Now tell me, what am I to return with?
Ugh, you don't remember?
The cow as white as milk
The cape as red as blood
The hair
teens and my twenties saying, "Pack a bowl"
All these feelings popping up just like its Whack-a-Mole
Yeah, tell me who you know that's more vulnerable
I like it way too much don't even know you much
Been hustling touching reaching further
Been wanting you to be exactly who my fortune teller said
I can't ignore the
Red Flags
I mean but look how far we came I feel insane to these
Red Flags
Man I know you pay attention, whole time you seen
back to the underground
You know the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwing punches around
And preaching from my chair
Who are you?
(Who are
everybody duck
With tha party up and pimp struck
T-N-T now I say who am I
Who you be? Who am I?
The one who's surrounded by the wood
500 with the ribs
blindfold, bitch I can do this
I'm the realest on the mic so, now I 'gotta prove it
You, hate me but you hate yourself
And it's crazy 'cause I'm the one who
phony (phony)
They say Rob, "I got your back", Rob, "you the man"
But they really doubting me, bitch you know who you are
Bitch I bought you a car,
see it flicker watch it
Don't you know that I am
Don't you know
Yes I am this world look
I am all all is one by the time it's said and done
Man woman
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