- Beanie Sigel Nothing Like It 歌詞
- Beanie Sigel
- I'm just,
I'm just a picture a picture in a frame
I paint word pictures on the canvas of life
But I don't control the colors
It's nothin' like it
Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of *************s, that *************t scary
Sometimes
I feel ahead of myself
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
Like 'Mac maintain, just grind, dog, better yourself'
So what I do?
I take heed and pick up the pace
Can't explain it when
I pick up my son and look at my face
I'm like a black rose growin' in the concrete crack in the pavement
There that voice go again 'Mac practice for greatnessGet paid for them immaculate statements'
Keep thinkin' of them hotlines, like a physic,
I can't explain it
There's no pen when
I write it
There's nothin' like it, nothin' like it
God damn, what you want from me
What you want me to tell you, huh?
*********** **s thought that
I would stutter, huh, thought
I was dumb
But I ain't used to use my mind,
I used to just use my 9
And run wild with my boys in the streets wild with these wars
Now the Qu'ran and 48 laws, they polish my floors
I'm movin' *************s like puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for
Beans, so you know it ain't a thing for
MacTo look in your eyes, see through your heart, know what you fearin'
Pick you apart, like you *************s is transparent
I see right through you *************s
It's like
Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm like the sun *************nin' at night imagine it dog
I know you wanna see me gradually fall
But I'm walkin' on air, brakin' every gravity law
It's nothin' like it,
I swear, I spit words that skip through air
Let the words of a true thug hit your ear
It change colors like blue blood when it hit the air
It's nothin' like it
God damn, *************t,
I can't explain it, ************* y'all *************s
I changed my whole life in about 9 months, just like sperm in a womb
These young *************s never learn 'til they doomed
Try to tell them 'You can burn young punk, without smellin' the fuse '
Make you *************ver in the middle of
JunePaintin' pictures so vivid, you can hang it up in your room
****** *******ne bright like a prism, displayin' colors like
CrayolaThink of the prisons with straight soldiers
Think about the *************s who ** *********** us and played over us
Think about the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
Just look at the the picture
I've painted, it's so perfect
Open your eyes mother******s, you can't duck us
No survivors every soul shall suffer
I'm loadin' them revolvers every shell shall touch ya
I promise
I'll light your ass with these mags,
I'ma bust ya
God damn, it's nothin' like it,
I'm serious
Can't explain how
I write it
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