Lyrics:
Fucking with us, where they mind at, they lost it
I'm a find em, they mine
They know what it cost em
I don't give a fuck who you are
(I am Aq, let it rock)
stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak
and bust with the solo
Mike my stromie don't be so selfish
Get on the mic cause you know you eat shellfish
It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr
obsessed
I've been so consumed by
consumers who are users
Now what you got me doing
abusing other humans,
Going through them like protrusions
If slewing
know who I am and who I'm not
Who
I am not
Who
I am not
Who
I am not
Who
I am not
Who
Who I am not
Don't let them change you
Don't let them clip your
wanted to be loved by my (censor)
No love is enough
To be disowned by the ones who created you
I get why my (censor) is mean and vulgar
I've done the same
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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