To Me, To You (feat. Jay Electronica)

To Me, To You - PRhyme/Jay Electronica

Niggas be askin' me like

Man you took all that time off

I understand you had to

Get your mind right or whatever you

Was doin' but I'm just curious to know

How you how you

Gonna approach the next sh*t

Say it's the same way

I always do not givin' a f**k

Million dollar maker not a faker

Try to call me over the hill

It's probably cause you saw me

Chillin' beside a pile of paper

Life's a Picasso painting psyche

My life's more like an obstacle

Ain't it

Like it's somethin' in front of the drop

And I gotta ride around it

On my way to make me another

Child support payment

From humble beginnings

Though we live lavishly now

And what we couldn't afford to get

We would have it somehow

Stayin' at grandma's puddled

In front of the open oven

Rubbin' our hands together

Like baby with cameras around

Manic depressed drawn to my tool

Genetically predisposed to

Be a mechanic or less

I handle my failures way

Better than I ever handled success

And I let you boys be the

Loudest holdin' my fo' fo'

From '94 on my retro kick

Before I let you let go clips

I'll let Michael Jordan be my stylist

I'll rock one of them baggy a**

Tracy McGrady suits

I've been poppin' since

I was 5 that was in '82

Believe that a ni**a

Been knockin' more lady's boots

Than kanye critiquin' at steve madden

I'm just a lox fan with childish thinkin'

The last time I got pulled over for drunk drivin'

I took the breathalyzer

Out the cop's hand and tried to drink it

That's what I do for my community

Your boo told me what she wanna do to me

Before she dropped on two

Knees and then blew me like an opportunity

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

How come niggas ain't real as me

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

How come niggas ain't real as me

Multiply multiply

That's what the real niggas do

Multiply multiply

That's on a real ni**a

Your favorite rapper's up at liv

While I'm on controlled substances

Search around my crib for a f**k to give

But I couldn't find it

My notebook should

Be made of a wooden binder

Cause that's what my albums be sellin'

But I don't give a f**k

About nothin' but good vagina

Long as these niggas call me goat

If I don't get through to you the call failed

Cause I was probably

On that wolf of wall street boat I'm a hard sell

Maybe too lyrical for 'em

The Lord gave me a choice

To either be king or give all hell

I chose the latter like a fireman

Climbin' up to a charred rail

In front of Miley steerin' a giant wreckin' ball

Miss me with your mollies

And your Tyrese wisdom

I don't connect with y'all and these antics

Today you give your life to the game

Tomorrow you be posin' in pictures

Lookin' like Steve Francis

You ain't turnin' up you're bein'

Backhanded like Pete Sampras

About that I missed my uncle's

Funeral to go to south by southwest

You ain't gotta appreciate it

But you better respect the fact

That I'm a real rapper and nothin'

Whack done came out my mouth yet

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

How come niggas ain't real as me

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

Me and pharaoh is like

Dorothy and Toto on the brick road

Crossin' at the crissroads

The valleys and the alleys

Where the gods switch to b**ch mode

I came through the

Harley pipe was loud like a lion

The title on the marquee said

Child out of zion

Contemplatin' on another plane

Hoverin' down lover's lane

Won a great debate against the

State about the mother plane

He called me by that other name

I called him by his other name

The lightnin' struck the internet like

A screen door in a hurricane

Jay electricity baptized by felicity

Where he been the past three years

It's just a mystery

If it ain't come from one of my peers

It ain't a diss to me

I'm a thousand leagues

Under the sea niggas can't get to me

The f in my middle name

With the period stands for

Victory

I came from the

Bottoms of hell with jezebels

Sniffin' blow with her

Friends in the dens of iniquity

When I was young

I was confused I thought

God was a mystery

But everything

I knew since the time I began to grew

Was taught to me

By the wickedest men who twist the histories

Who pulled out the cuffs of deception

And and hitched their wrist to we

Now all praises due to Allah

We seein' crystally

The pyramids are there to

Bear witness to the gods

So when the angels

Heard me spit they bit their lip

This sh*t is hard

Utterly unstoppable

In high school I was voted most popular

By the unpopular phantom of the chakras

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

How come niggas ain't real as me

To me it's what I see

To you it's what you do

Prhyme

Ha ha ha ha if I could

Make niggas as real as me

Ha ha ha ha I'd ask

How come niggas ain't real as me