Everybody wanna try it but nobody wanna do it And ain’t nobody winnin' everybody scared of losin' Until somebody prove it, the mood is kind of foolish To say that you can do it, just being good at music The tool's just a tool, gotta learn how you use it And if you ain't buildin' let somebody else do it Cuz creatives wanna move it, consumers wanna buy it The day that we decided to make it like Jake and Vita We choosin' to multiply it, them other tryin' to divide it My mother smelled of flowers, my father's made of iron Descendant from a king of a jungle and I ain't lyin' Said it's dead on an island, it's lost and I'mma find it Singing the same song like Brian was drivin' I'm getting daps like I am defying whenever writin' enlightenment Babylon turned into Zion in spite of it And you debate and then defining it It's masturbation at best, try rhyming and test your own standards I'm posing for no cameras, unless you got manners And I ain't even looking but that woman got that black magic like Santana's Got hella fam in the bay, like Dan Tanner Since 'Pac rocked a black bandana but done backwards Now 48 hours from Hawaii to Atlanta with a show in the middle, back home in Seattle Oh they gettin' rattled, no don’t wanna do it Cuz ain’t nobody winnin' everybody scared of losin' Until somebody prove it, the mood is kind of foolish To say that you could do it, just being good at music
Aye, we do this everyday Spittin' writtens for a livin' 'Til there's nothin' left to say Aye, from the boroughs down to the bay You suckas played them back Y'all just in my people way Aye, we do this like everyday Spittin' writtens 'til there's nothin' left to say Aye, from the town down to L.A Makin' that music that the people wanna play
Why ask for permission when you know you can’t have it Not until my name done travel the damn planet, damn it Panic, I’m planning my last album and handin' 'em out back You ballin' without stacks, we callin' you out jack You follow with no catch and all in a days work Follow the same path, he's hoppin' the late train Coppin' the same things, no passion, burnin' Fighting without fighting, got in my mind training To model the Mike Tyson, my motto is stop bitin' You follow the pied piper, puff puff pass not talking Wiz Khalifa Knuckle up fast, cuz trouble will come fast To topical rhyme writing from tropical white lightning I weather a typhoon, people are so vital While bodies floating by in a high tide water High noon fly by like Guerilla Moonsoon Don't stop til your roof top turn into an island Learn how to suffer while smilin' The lights go silent as write more ballads And I'm seeing non violence get a little less valid, challenge Now what*, bruh*, nobody don’t wanna do it And ain’t nobody winnin' everybody scared of losin' Until somebody prove it, the people wanna... ...to say something... yeah...
Aye, we do this everyday Spittin' writtens for a livin' 'Til there's nothin' left to say Aye, from the boroughs down to the bay You suckas played them back Y'all just in my people way Aye, we do this like everyday Spittin' writtens 'til there's nothin' left to say Aye, from the town down to L.A You know we got hella class like a bidetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
