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• Artiste: Royce Da 5'9''
• Titre: Layers (The Bar Exam 4)
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Sometimes I be wanting to say "Fuck the world" I don't give a fuck Shoot it out with all you bitches Bitches don't love me Young black nigga, nigga fighting a war nigga Everywhere you go bitches throwing rocks nigga Man a nigga in a Lamborghini When I pick up a mic I feel like Lorenzo and Ice Eazy-E, Dre, and Yella guess I'll be a nigga for life 2Pac's soul hovers right over my board while I record Patron enters my blood then it comes right out my pores Some of these rappers spazz, some of them choose to serenade Some of them need their swag Some gon' breathe their last air today Some believe that hip-hop police is working with these Various media outlets even play Vlad had to interrogate I remember back when I was blacking out without beats Hoping for better days to focus how I'm gon' meditate Seem like everywhere I go somebody approaches me going "Cole is platinum without features, well so is Kevin Gates" Acting like you can't be a fan of both, your standards low My flow luxurious like chinchilla mats on the Phantom floor I vow to kill the style that you love and write it to keep me poise Come at me fly, turn your album cover to the Beastie Boys I was telling my brother how you rappers are the new leaders. You're the real leaders of the people. The rapper doesn't think he's a leader, but he's got followers all over the world. The biggest preachers don't have as many followers as one rapper I represent war, pain, destroyed fame, contort cane Chess playing rather than board games Savages saddling up, grabbing the horse range Dragging emcees traveling eating like Bourdain The congregation asking me how I be preaching so accurately I answer it's actually easy, I'm ordained The name is Luther Campbell, you can call me Luke though Standing for what I'm saying like Farrakhan on Donahue's show Now they trying to find a loop hole The silence my words, the knowledge I speak Is a reflection of the violence I see Now the perception's your daughters and nephews idolize me Now the objective is call me highly aggressive instead of just successful Cause my rhetoric highly suggestive Probably connecting cause it's honest, refreshing Only way I'm trying express it Down to die tonight Grabbing his gun and shit like a young Malcolm That'll get me capital punishment like the Pun album So is the question now how can we get you to rap where intelligence is coming through the lyrics with a beat that begins to open the minds of people. Our people want better. And they'll do better if they're shown better