[00:00.000] 作词 : Jermaine Cole/Nima Jahanbin/Aaron Goldstein/Tyler Williams/Benjamin Siciliano/Scott Cossu
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Nima Jahanbin/Aaron Goldstein/Tyler Williams/Benjamin Siciliano/Scott Cossu
[00:06.295] Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
[00:08.642] I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
[00:11.334] They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
[00:14.437] Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
[00:17.393] Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
[00:20.158] So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
[00:22.946] Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
[00:26.498] Yeah
[00:27.986] Uh
[00:28.733]
[00:29.008] [Verse 1]
[00:29.259] You hear my words, but don't got no clue 'bout who I really am
[00:31.528] From shark infested waters, phrases like that make me sound harder and more ruthless, but the truth is that I merely swam
[00:37.330] Out the stolo, semis blam willy-nilly
[00:40.271] Over killy grams, niggas sellin' rock like Steely Dan
[00:43.063] While the world spins like whirlwinds, out of control
[00:46.345] How does the soul find a thorough cleanse, when all of this cold water flows Has for sure been contaminated with sin
[00:52.495] Planted in the latest of trends
[00:54.084] Stranded in this land of the antiquated ways of the men
[00:56.846] Standed in the state of revenge, seeking a way to defend
[01:00.031] Reputations because the names are actually greater than them
[01:03.038] Life is a trip, you can't predict the random way that it ends
[01:05.633] Bullets travel straight through the skin, like gamma-rays in the wind
[01:08.412] My greatest of wins came when I annotated my gems
[01:11.043] The shit I write so fire, I got my hand afraid of my pen, uh
[01:14.857]
[01:15.115] [Chorus]
[01:15.352] Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
[01:17.610] I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
[01:20.798] They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
[01:23.297] Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
[01:26.288] Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
[01:29.199] So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
[01:32.043] Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
[01:34.946] Tell me what sense do it make, comin' back when you escape
[01:37.311]
[01:37.582] [Verse 2]
[01:37.822] Quiet is kept, I feel the vibe of the whole city so tired and stressed from gettin' fed a steady diet of death
[01:43.192] Mothers cryin' on steps, while porch lights shine down on a giant that now forms on the grown as she wept
[01:48.936] Families surrounding her, providing her best attempt at consoling her
[01:53.057] Prayers and words of faith, comin' out of their breath
[01:55.254] Turning to the Lords ironic at a time when these young niggas so violent, they'll let off at God in a flesh
[02:00.778] My mind is a mess, conflicted, 'cause their energys wicked
[02:03.765] They need to impress at a high while their guidance is less
[02:06.490] And while I feel powerless to change the power that is, of part of me is yelling loud as shit "You ain't tryin' your best"
[02:12.341] Too busy sellin' out arenas and flyin' on jets
[02:15.181] Life on cloud nine and I can't deny it, I guess
[02:17.689] I'm livin' my dream, my life is my childhood wish
[02:20.813] The guilt that comes along with that is decided to the rest of the planet, I pray you get to see it across the Atlantic
[02:26.382] Tonight, I stepped out with my niggas and felt the organic nostalgia that arouses when I'm with the rest of the bandits
[02:32.438] Obsessed with talkin' 'bout the bitches we sex to be landed that always used to pop when we was younger
[02:37.938] Shook hands with niggas I hadn't seen for several Septembers
[02:40.877] Gave hugs to women I only vaguely remembered
[02:44.089] The way their fingers caressed in my back was givin' me signals
[02:46.539] Like you may enter
[02:47.843] Liquor and forming my agenda straight and arrow for a while, but tonight I'm on a bender
[02:51.991] And my retina antennas are scanning the club intently
[02:54.773] For the girl I wanted and almost had before the Bentley
[02:57.702] But evidently, when you're the greatest rapper of the century
[03:01.102] You'll get another shot, the club was startin' to get too hot
[03:03.703] So I stepped outside for a breather, that very moment, I seen her
[03:06.194] She had the glow of Aaliyah, while I control my demeanor and said
[03:09.888]
[03:11.820] (Oh shit, that's Cole right there) Damn, what's good, how you been
[03:14.628] (Ay, Cole, what’s good, bro)
[03:16.567] (Ay, lemme uh, lemme holla at you for a second, bro) Yeah, that’s cra— yo, one second, bro, one sec, I got you
[03:19.433] Yeah, that’s crazy, that’s crazy, I was wondering, like, I ain’t know if I was gon’ see you or what, I was— yo, one second, bro, I got you
[03:26.267] Oh word?
[03:28.373] ’m just talking’ to her, right now
[03:30.720] Oh, aight, aight
[03:30.993] Hell yeah
[03:31.540] You gon’ be here for a minute? Aight
[03:32.879]
[03:33.157] [Chorus]
[03:33.431] Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
[03:35.582] I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
[03:38.634] They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
[03:40.991] Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
[03:44.167] Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
[03:47.073] So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
[03:49.956] Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
[03:52.386] Tell me what sense do it make, comin' back when you escape

作词 : Jermaine Cole/Nima Jahanbin/Aaron Goldstein/Tyler Williams/Benjamin Siciliano/Scott Cossu
作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Nima Jahanbin/Aaron Goldstein/Tyler Williams/Benjamin Siciliano/Scott Cossu
Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
Yeah
Uh

You hear my words, but don't got no clue 'bout who I really am
From shark infested waters, phrases like that make me sound harder and more ruthless, but the truth is that I merely swam
Out the stolo, semis blam willy-nilly
Over killy grams, niggas sellin' rock like Steely Dan
While the world spins like whirlwinds, out of control
How does the soul find a thorough cleanse, when all of this cold water flows Has for sure been contaminated with sin
Planted in the latest of trends
Stranded in this land of the antiquated ways of the men
Standed in the state of revenge, seeking a way to defend
Reputations because the names are actually greater than them
Life is a trip, you can't predict the random way that it ends
Bullets travel straight through the skin, like gamma-rays in the wind
My greatest of wins came when I annotated my gems
The shit I write so fire, I got my hand afraid of my pen, uh

Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
Tell me what sense do it make, comin' back when you escape

Quiet is kept, I feel the vibe of the whole city so tired and stressed from gettin' fed a steady diet of death
Mothers cryin' on steps, while porch lights shine down on a giant that now forms on the grown as she wept
Families surrounding her, providing her best attempt at consoling her
Prayers and words of faith, comin' out of their breath
Turning to the Lords ironic at a time when these young niggas so violent, they'll let off at God in a flesh
My mind is a mess, conflicted, 'cause their energys wicked
They need to impress at a high while their guidance is less
And while I feel powerless to change the power that is, of part of me is yelling loud as shit "You ain't tryin' your best"
Too busy sellin' out arenas and flyin' on jets
Life on cloud nine and I can't deny it, I guess
I'm livin' my dream, my life is my childhood wish
The guilt that comes along with that is decided to the rest of the planet, I pray you get to see it across the Atlantic
Tonight, I stepped out with my niggas and felt the organic nostalgia that arouses when I'm with the rest of the bandits
Obsessed with talkin' 'bout the bitches we sex to be landed that always used to pop when we was younger
Shook hands with niggas I hadn't seen for several Septembers
Gave hugs to women I only vaguely remembered
The way their fingers caressed in my back was givin' me signals
Like you may enter
Liquor and forming my agenda straight and arrow for a while, but tonight I'm on a bender
And my retina antennas are scanning the club intently
For the girl I wanted and almost had before the Bentley
But evidently, when you're the greatest rapper of the century
You'll get another shot, the club was startin' to get too hot
So I stepped outside for a breather, that very moment, I seen her
She had the glow of Aaliyah, while I control my demeanor and said
(Oh shit, that's Cole right there) Damn, what's good, how you been
(Ay, Cole, what’s good, bro)
(Ay, lemme uh, lemme holla at you for a second, bro) Yeah, that’s cra— yo, one second, bro, one sec, I got you
Yeah, that’s crazy, that’s crazy, I was wondering, like, I ain’t know if I was gon’ see you or what, I was— yo, one second, bro, I got you
Oh word?
’m just talking’ to her, right now
Oh, aight, aight
Hell yeah
You gon’ be here for a minute? Aight

Now get the **** up out my face, what you talm 'bout
I got too much on my plate, and I know you can't relate
They show love, but it be fake, **** you talm 'bout
Shit be covering up the hate, I know how to spot a snake
Niggas tote that Drum n' bass, what you talm 'bout
So you better know yo' place, stay inside 'cause it ain't safe
Bitch, I'm outside with the eights, **** you talm 'bout
Tell me what sense do it make, comin' back when you escape