My Escape (Explicit) 歌詞
My Escape (Explicit) - Joyner Lucas/Gary Lucas
Composed by:Gary Lucas
Yeah yeah
Joyner Joyner Joyner
Look
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Look I'm the realest one
I know tell them n***as not to play ayy ayy
I got secrets that I'm takin' to grave ayy
Sixteen first time I caught a case
Sellin' crack tryna get the f**k up out my mama place ayy
N***as trapped I was plottin' my escape ooh ooh
Gettin' high we was locked in outer space ooh
I ain't perfect might've made a few mistakes
Might've cheated on my b***h but
I knew she woulda stayed ooh ooh
Look I'm Illmatic with the street dream
I'm a independent one man street team
Told my b***h keep the dishes and the sheets clean
I keep the pot full 'cause my son can't eat steam
I'm just tryna keep my feet clean word
Snitch n***as they be tryna keep the streets clean
Why you n***as buy clothes full of cheap seams
I'ma shoot porn for the generic delete scenes
I'ma suffer for the wrongs that I remember yeah
Wrong address the karma get brought to the sender
In a room full of artists I get brought to the center
Shots to the arm I sound like a fork in a blender
My money talk but you don't wanna talk to the lender
My money long the only thing short is my temper word
I drive by the shell case caught in the fender
I'm lucky that the law never caught the offender
And they tell me I learn everything the hard way uh
If I make it to the charts
It be a long way yeah
Now I look up at the charts and see an entrée
Now I look up at the charts and see a parfait
Y'all lookin' in the mirror and see Andre
Now I look up in the mirror and see
Nas J and Dame
Or part Dame way before it all changed
Way way before the part when rockets fell a part Wave
Look I'm the realest one
I know tell them n***as not to play ayy ayy
I got secrets that I'm takin' to grave ayy
Sixteen first time I caught a case
Sellin' crack tryna get the f**k up out my mama place ayy
N***as trapped I was plottin' my escape ooh ooh
Gettin' high we was locked in outer space ooh
I ain't perfect might've made a few mistakes
Might've cheated on my b***h but I knew she woulda stayed ooh
I keep the feinds real far from where the pills are
I keep the re-up money far from where the bills are
Achieved a lot of goals the finish line still far
I heard beggars can't be choosers but you still are
I can smell it through a motherf**kin' sealed jar
I ain't had no time to cook it so it's still raw
Thou shall not kill is that a real law
'Cause I killed some of them n***as but I wanna kill more
Should I get a drill or hack 'em with a steel saw
I got low but the f**k n***as still saw
The beef's old there's no peace so it's still war
You've been broke ten years later you still poor
I only write raps still 'cause I feel bored
But ADHD still made it to the Billboard
A lot of y'all were goaltending but I still scored
And don't be gettin' in on s**t that you ain't built for
'Cause we gorillas yeah we the realest yeah
Quick to tell a motherf**ker what the deal is yeah
Oh you got the juice don't spill it yeah
You gon' end up like old man Quillis yeah
Make a n***a pay the price I'll bill it yeah
Turn the lil' f**k n***a to a sparin' chair
Push a n***a wig back I'll peel it yeah
Make lunch outta ho with a skillet yeah
Look I'm the realest one
I know tell them n***as not to play ayy ayy
I got secrets that I'm takin' to grave ayy
Sixteen first time I caught a case
Sellin' crack tryna get the f**k up out my mama place ayy
N***as trapped I was plottin' my escape ooh ooh
Gettin' high we was locked in outer space ooh
I ain't perfect might've made a few mistakes
Might've cheated on my b***h but
I knew she woulda stayed ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah