I make my presence felt A OG once told me, tie a rope around his neck 'Cause you gotta give people enough room to hang themself I had to learn to feed myself Is it wealth or health? Cause for wealth, you gon' lose your health Smack, I got the .40 on my belt Blow your brains on your body "Fuck that mean?" Maybe you should think for yourself
[Verse 1: Ritchie with a T] Let me talk to 'em I been—I been talking to 'em kindly Walk with it, walk with it, yeah (It's mean, talk to 'em) Walk with it, walk with it, yeah, yeah, yeah (Don't let these niggas backpedal) Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah I been, talk to 'em kindly, walk, walk, w-walking with it prolly I came in a little too sharp, oh you ain't like that You ain't like it when I come in all wile, yeah Let me, let me tell you something I been talkin' to 'em kindly Cause they wanna toot each others' horns Pat each other's backs for anything in common, even slightly Oh, you wanna meet in the middle, huh? You wanna see what we have in common? Yeah Take a seat, sit right across from me, don't sit behind 'em So you can just, you can just stalk on him, probably listen— Let's cut all that bullshit What's the elephant in the room? Let's talk to him, c'mon Let's talk to him, don't hide it, yeah With all that walking in circles You thought it was gonna be a walk in the park with it probably But now you—you walking in bark "But I would've—!", with all that, "Should've, could've, would've—" I'm in your neck of the woods with dogs Ready to bark on 'em, prowling Tryna big-dog me? You can't lil-bro me Like I'm 34 miles from Raleigh The r-slash got the white boys talking all wildly Like they about to—get 'em, get to cocking on 'em With all that—all the white noise you talking You off the wall with the cocking: Macaulay Culkin You better step with caution around him Get out the yellow tape and get ready to chalk and outline 'em Cause their past about to start stalkin' 'em prolly Tip-toe, tip-toe, bout to stalk on em proudly Get to, get to talking to 'em quietly
As we walk As we walk through this valley of death Listen, please listen, listen, listen Y'all wanna have two-way conversations Y'all wanna have two-way conversations But let's put everything on the table, let's put everything We ain't gonna bounce around it Nah, we ain't gonna bounce around shit Got my skeletons, you've got yours But let's be honest here This-this don't end with agree to disagree, it ain't possible There's just some things There's just some things that ain't right We've gotta be honest with ourselves Now I know, I-I know, I know you know, I know, I know And if you don't, then there's something wrong Up here in your noggin, in your noggin We cannot end this with an agree to disagree There is no happy medium That is nothing, that is nothing Yeah, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
