Lyrics:
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups fell
anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups
your heart says (your heart says)
Standing up for what you know is (is)
Right, while everybody else is (is)
Tucking their tail between their legs
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Yeah
My album covers like Thriller
Michael Jackson come beat it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Back to back, I'm dropping God's timing
God said
Superman
Cause anybody can
Or should be able, to rock a turntable
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
of paper
Then I'm selling more than Michael Scott
But I just keep on pushing thru my life it ain't no photoshop
Aye no photoshop
Live life that's all we got
anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
like a brownstone
You hear my heat rock comin' through your sheetrock
It means you're OD'n homeboy, here come the detox
I get my swagger on, proud
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
I'm so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID
I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it
You got an album? Postpone it
I drop two and they
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
to your head
Learn to put on heart on pause no emotions in whats said
Learn to make your own decisions for yourself before you dead
Dont be worried bout
to yourself?
Everybody moving up, you just staying by yourself!"
They say "James- you gon' fuck around and
Break a couple hearts in this bitch, yo check it uh"
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
recording a masterpiece, chewing peanuts in your session
I'm a learn you a lesson: all y'all can't write
You just a new group with an ordinary gimmick
might start a chain reaction.
Eat your heart out, Michael! Woop!
Everybody in the house do the Bartman.
Do the Bartman.
So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And then some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
of your heart dot com
Is just a captain's hat and a fife
If you're a little gifted you pick up the easiest instrument to play in the world
Which is
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