[00:00.000] 作词 : Sean Anderson/Brittany Hazzard/Bach Hoang Nguyentran/Steve Boone/John Sebastian/Marshall Mathers/Mark Douglas Sebastian/Ebony Oshunrinde
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sean Anderson/Brittany Hazzard/Bach Hoang Nguyentran/Steve Boone/John Sebastian/Marshall Mathers/Mark Douglas Sebastian/Ebony Oshunrinde
[00:11.230]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[00:13.100]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
[00:15.840]Everything lined up for the taking
[00:18.540]And what I need from 'em? No favors
[00:21.060]Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
[00:23.590]Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
[00:26.030]Everything lined up for the taking
[00:28.550]And what I need from 'em?
[00:30.680]No favors, no favors
[00:33.940]What I need? No favors
[00:36.480]Everything lined up for the taking
[00:38.800]And what I need from 'em? no favors
[00:41.330]I'm about getting the job done, boy up every night
[00:43.330]I'm about rolling a seven, when I toss up the dice
[00:45.770]I'm about getting my logo off, flooded with ice
[00:48.520]I'm about taking a risk, that might **** up your lif
[00:51.140]Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
[00:52.930]In front of cameras too (brrr)
[00:54.340]Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
[00:56.170]I'm like "Niggas took the flow but I'm still standing too
[00:58.600]Thought I had the Midas touch and then I went platinum too
[01:01.220]Mother****ers all your comparison
[01:03.000]I've been talking to God like that's my therapist
[01:05.550]I'm African-American in America
[01:08.670]I ain't inherit shit but a millionaire under 3
[01:11.020]So he must be hearing shit
[01:12.550]Don, don, don, life, I do this for the crib
[01:14.340]The D to Flint who kids sick from led
[01:16.140]Others get the hit with the laugh
[01:17.700]From where they need a handout
[01:18.820]But they tell you put hands up
[01:20.280]Only deals I have is from the Sam's Club
[01:21.970]Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know where I came from
[01:24.510]Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
[01:26.940]In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
[01:29.780]Get ahead by any means so the head's what I aim for
[01:32.360]When my grandma died, I realized I got an angel
[01:34.520]Show me everything's a blessing depending on the angles
[01:37.090]Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
[01:40.510]That's my new lifetime policy
[01:42.480]Wood grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate ship
[01:45.410]How many hot verses till you bitches start acknowledging
[01:47.970]The pictures we been painting, my bitch
[01:49.710]Connected to a higher power
[01:50.990]How I know? 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigg
[01:53.150]Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
[01:55.220]Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
[01:57.430]Never stopping like we hypnotized
[01:59.160]Watch what we visualize on the rise, be the GOAT
[02:01.430]While we alive when we die, we gon' be the gods
[02:03.650]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[02:06.090]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
[02:08.650]Everything lined up for the taking
[02:10.980]And what I need from 'em? No favors
[02:13.810]Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
[02:16.490]'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
[02:18.910]Everything lined up for the taking
[02:21.450]And what I need from 'em?
[02:23.550]No favors, no favors
[02:26.650]If she was flavor I won't savor
[02:29.390]No taste buds, hoe later
[02:31.790]**** you looking at, hater
[02:34.510]I saw them eyes like an ass raper
[02:36.780]Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate
[02:40.000]I'll be the last face you see before you pass
[02:42.180]When you get your ****ing ass graded like a math pape
[02:44.390]So ahead of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing
[02:47.930]I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
[02:50.730]Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
[02:52.480]Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
[02:54.340]They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
[02:56.320]Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
[02:58.250]A piece furniture, egg beater, thermos
[03:00.110]It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe worthy
[03:03.090]But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
[03:05.590]Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
[03:07.940]State of emergency, the planets having panic attacks
[03:10.340]Brady's returning, matter fact I may be deserving
[03:12.870]Of a Pat on the back like a Patriots jersey
[03:15.130]Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
[03:19.260]Like a ****ing Terrier hittin' i
[03:20.760]Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
[03:22.900]Tongue is foul shoot off at the ****ing mout
[03:24.750]Like a missile, a thunder cloud
[03:26.210]100 pound pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound
[03:28.850]And you'll get a round like Digital Underground
[03:30.640]And **** Ann Coulter with a Klan Poste
[03:33.440]With a lamp post, door handle shutter
[03:35.310]A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
[03:38.400]Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap, butter
[03:41.640]A banjo and manhole cover
[03:43.180]Hand over the mouth and nose smother
[03:45.810]Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
[03:47.700]The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
[03:50.510]Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an example of her
[03:53.160]That's for Sandra Bland ho and Philando
[03:56.630]Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
[03:59.190]I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando
[04:02.840]Your man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
[04:04.390]I'll make his whole brand go under (yeah)
[04:06.650]And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white bronco like Elway
[04:11.000]Speeding, I'm bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
[04:14.400]Females stay beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
[04:18.010]And yell, "Wait!", pleading, but screaming is pointless
[04:20.450]Like feeding Michel'le helium
[04:22.470]Leaving them pale faced medium sized welt
[04:24.460]Straight treating 'em like a cell mate
[04:26.010]See me I'm climbing hell's gate
[04:27.540]bitch, I'm like your problems: self-made
[04:29.810]Meaning someone else is self Made needed?
[04:31.990]Cause I'ma
[04:32.980]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[04:35.630]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
[04:37.620]Everything lined up for the taking
[04:39.990]And what I need from 'em; no favors
[04:42.760]Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
[04:45.340]'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
[04:47.690]Everything lined up for the taking
[04:50.230]And what I need from 'em?
[04:52.420]No favors, no favors
[04:55.760]What I need? No favors
[04:58.200]Everything lined up for the taking
[05:00.560]And what I need from 'em? no favors
[05:13.600]I know you feeling yourself right now
[05:17.100]But I'm not sure she's the one
[05:18.530]I would call them in: "Hey, I'm outside"
[05:24.440]What are you doing here?

作词 : Sean Anderson/Brittany Hazzard/Bach Hoang Nguyentran/Steve Boone/John Sebastian/Marshall Mathers/Mark Douglas Sebastian/Ebony Oshunrinde
作曲 : Sean Anderson/Brittany Hazzard/Bach Hoang Nguyentran/Steve Boone/John Sebastian/Marshall Mathers/Mark Douglas Sebastian/Ebony Oshunrinde
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em?
No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em? no favors
I'm about getting the job done, boy up every night
I'm about rolling a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might **** up your lif
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like "Niggas took the flow but I'm still standing too
Thought I had the Midas touch and then I went platinum too
Mother****ers all your comparison
I've been talking to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in America
I ain't inherit shit but a millionaire under 3
So he must be hearing shit
Don, don, don, life, I do this for the crib
The D to Flint who kids sick from led
Others get the hit with the laugh
From where they need a handout
But they tell you put hands up
Only deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know where I came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the head's what I aim for
When my grandma died, I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
That's my new lifetime policy
Wood grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses till you bitches start acknowledging
The pictures we been painting, my bitch
Connected to a higher power
How I know? 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigg
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stopping like we hypnotized
Watch what we visualize on the rise, be the GOAT
While we alive when we die, we gon' be the gods
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em?
No favors, no favors
If she was flavor I won't savor
No taste buds, hoe later
**** you looking at, hater
I saw them eyes like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate
I'll be the last face you see before you pass
When you get your ****ing ass graded like a math pape
So ahead of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
A piece furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets having panic attacks
Brady's returning, matter fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the back like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a ****ing Terrier hittin' i
Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul shoot off at the ****ing mout
Like a missile, a thunder cloud
100 pound pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Digital Underground
And **** Ann Coulter with a Klan Poste
With a lamp post, door handle shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap, butter
A banjo and manhole cover
Hand over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an example of her
That's for Sandra Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando
Your man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his whole brand go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white bronco like Elway
Speeding, I'm bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", pleading, but screaming is pointless
Like feeding Michel'le helium
Leaving them pale faced medium sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a cell mate
See me I'm climbing hell's gate
bitch, I'm like your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else is self Made needed?
Cause I'ma
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em; no favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em?
No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em? no favors
I know you feeling yourself right now
But I'm not sure she's the one
I would call them in: "Hey, I'm outside"
What are you doing here?