don't you cry - naison lyrics
[intro]
yo
truly purposeful, haha
hey
darada… don’t you… alright i’m feeling it now
come on, let’s go
yo, yo
look (let’s go)
[verse 1]
i’m the illest on the scene when it comes to spittin’ i’m to advanced with the rhyme scheme, you’re 2 minutes late when my sh-t starts hittin’
no plunger gon save your -ss i ain’t backin’ up no sh-t, the boy gets crazy if you keep f-cking with him
anger management issues i let it out on the mic when i’m spazzin’ battle rap made me a k!ller in my adolescence, ha
the rap game is destined to feel my presence
my saliva is holy water, i bless the mic when i go harder, i take you to church give you a lesson
motherf-cker, bow down before your lyrical god, who the f-ck you think you messin’
with, aside from me gettin’ glory by rappin’ a story i’m a pessimist
b-tch, i’m not bashin’ sh-t i’m just against you mumble rappers makin’ smashin’ hits
don’t provoke i’m the next hot trend on the fashion list, like my b-tches know already i’ll show you what p-ssion is
my goal from this rappin’ sh-t is to get one studio, one gym and one bad b-tch all together in one mansion crib
look
i ain’t in it for the money, i’m in it for the k!lls that make the money
you’re in it for the real ‘fake it’ money
f-ck it, i should take your money
with my sk!ll i should make your money, yet people wearin’ ties would probably want to take it from me
plus i don’t wanna listen to you if your daddy gave you ‘make it’ money
you think you run sh-t, man, i think that’s funny (haha)
see back in the day i used to break my head in school then i took a couple jobs and got used
tired everyday, but never reached my full potential
then i thought to myself, maybe i should grab a pencil
write down everything that’s on my mental, spit it back out in front of a mic and show these motherf-ckers what i can do
and guess what, i never looked back since
so i gotta rap now man i’m ready to fight i go in the ring and throw my hands like pacquiao
there’s a whole lotta sh-t going on in the rap game now, these motherf-ckers talkin’ ’bout dealin’ dope, but ain’t got enough keys to lock me out (ha)
but that’s none of my business tho, i ain’t sippin’ lean, man i’m sippin’ tea
i just focus on making the best sh-t that’s who i be
plus, i try to avid collateral damage, see they talk big drug money but can’t speak spanish
and is it just me or do this new rappers play hide and seek cause they get one tag on the billboard than they vanish (ha)
now look
i know it looks like i’m poppin’ sh-t, but there is a bigger problem and i can’t stand it
they take this wonderful culture i love for granted
and i know there is a whole lotta artists that the industry planted
it’s like they don’t even give anything back man, they just rent it
i’m here for a real cause you better respect it
skip my track if you want, i ain’t gonna cry, just know this is real what you neglected
i said this is real you better respect it
skip my track, just know this is real what you neglected
[outro]
baby, don’t you cry
daradada…
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