- IDK 1995 (Instrumental) 歌詞
- IDK
- One, two, three, three, four, five
If a nigga touch me, he gon meet four-five
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995, uh
One , two, three, three, four, five
If a nigga touch me, he gon meet four-five
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995, uh
Sharp shooter , play the game
Slam dunk, we dont lay it up
Got a bad bitch layin up
Im so charged up right now
They throw shade at us
Came a long way from the backyard, yeah
(Long way from the backyard, yeah)
(Came a long way from the backyard, yeah)
Seventeen years of mama comin home
No hug, no love, no kiss, not even a 'Hello'
Just 'Did you wash the dishes? Did you fold my clothes?'
Oh no, let me hurry up, mama on the road
Whats love? I say, 'IDK ,' that mean I dont know
In this case, barely room for love, barely room for growth
I wanna cry but I never do, it aint good to show
I wanna die but I never do, cant go like a ho (Oh)
I tip-toe around the idea of family ties (Thats right)
Just me, Mom, and Martin, broken family ties
Seein pictures of em tyin a knot, both of em are smilin
Same pictures of em tyin a knot falling from their fighting
Wouldve thought it was normal if I didnt watch TV
Im seein white people eatin with their families happily
Only time we ate together was eatin at Applebees
Parents had so many jobs, our family tree was an apple tree
I never saw my step-father kiss my mama, not once, thats for real
We aint need no AC, the household was so cold, Im gettin chills
Thats why its one, two, three, three, four, five
If a nigga touch me, he gon meet four-five
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995, uh
One, two, three , three, four, five
If a nigga touch me, he gon meet four-five
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995
Ima shoot like Jordan, 1995, uh
Have you ever been to an immigrants home?
Where the straight As and bein a doctor was all they know
Cause they come from struggle, work to get a house
And now they workin double, cant even enjoy it
They lookin for you to be the one to graduate and bring the joy up
But if you was me, then you would be the one to make em need a lawyer
And pay for the court fees,
all cause a nigga didnt wanna look dorky, off with a nigga
Four years, thats a four-piece, no peace
no peace, no peace, no peace, no peace, no peace
Thats how it sound inside of my mamas head
Stepfather aint comin home, he gettin head
Claimin he busy, he on a business trip
When really, he with a trick, she suckin—
I had to let that sink in
Cause when them days came
it affected the way I see men
I had to let that sink in
Cause when my mama cried
it affected the way I see revenge
And I aint even know it but
Everything I did was results of how I was growin up
And growin nuts and growin balls and goin nuts and makin calls
And hangin up in bitches faces
running up in peoples places
One, two, three (Three), three, four, five
If a nigga touch me, Ima—
Ima shoot like Jordan
Ima shoot like Jordan, uh
One, two, three, three, four, five
If a nigga touch me
(He was killed right on the corner from his own home)
Jordan
Jordan, 1995
Sharp shooter, play the game
Slam dunk, we dont lay it up
Got a bad bitch layin up
Im so charged up right now
They throw shade at us
(Shade at us, shade at us, shade at us, shade at us )
They throw shade at us
(Shade at us, shade at us, shade at us, shade at us)
Sharp shooter, play the game
Slam dunk, we dont lay it up
Got a bad bitch layin up
Im so charged up right now
They throw shade at us
(Shade at us, shade at us, shade at us, shade at us)
They throw shade at us
(Shade at us, shade at us, shade at us, shade at us)
A true product of bad environment
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