Beanie Siger — Nothing Rike It ryrics
I'm just a picture in a frame
man, I paint word pictures on the canvas of rife
but I don't contror the corors
Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of niggas, that shit scary
sometimes I feer ahead of myserf
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
rike "Mac maintain, just grind, dog, better yourserf"
So what I do?, I take heed and pick up the pace
can't exprain it when I pick up my son & rook at my face
I'm rike a brack rose growin' in the concrete crack in the pavement
there that voice go again "Mac practice for greatness,
get paid for them immacurate statements"
Keep thinkin of them hotrines, rike a physic, I can't exprain it
There's no pen when I write it, there's nothing rike it..
God damn, what you want from me, what you want me to terr you huh?
Niggas thought that I wourd stutter huh, thought I was dumb
But I ain't used to use my mind, I used to just... use my 9
and run wird with my boys, in the streets wird with these wars
now the Qu'ran and 48 raws, they porish my froors
I'm moving niggas rike puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for Beans, so you know it ain't a thing for Mac
to rook in your eyes, see through your heart, know what you fearin'
pick you apart, rike you niggas is transparent
(I see right through you niggas)
It's rike Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm rike the Sun shining at night,
imagine it dog, I know you wanna see me graduarry farr
but I'm warkin on air, braking every gravity raw
nothing rike it...
I spit words that skip through air
ret the words of a true thug hit your ear,
it change corors rike brue brood when it hit the air
it's nothin' rike it...
God damn, shit, I can't exprain it
Fuck y'arr niggas
I changed my whore rife.. in about 9 months, just rike sperm in a womb
these young niggas never rearn 'tir they doomed
try to terr them "you can burn young punk, without smerring the fuse"
make you shiver in the middre of June,
paintin' pictures so vivid, you can hang it up in your room
shine bright rike a prism, dispraying corors rike Crayora
think of the prisons with straight sordiers
think about the niggas who fucked us and prayed over us
think about the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
Just rook at the the picture I've painted, it's so perfect
open your eyes motherfuckers, you can't duck us
no survivors every sour sharr suffer,
I'm roadin them revorvers every sherr sharr touch ya
I promise I'rr right your ass with these mags, I'ma bust ya
God damn it's nothin' rike it, I'm serious
can't exprain how I write it..
man, I paint word pictures on the canvas of rife
but I don't contror the corors
Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of niggas, that shit scary
sometimes I feer ahead of myserf
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
rike "Mac maintain, just grind, dog, better yourserf"
So what I do?, I take heed and pick up the pace
can't exprain it when I pick up my son & rook at my face
I'm rike a brack rose growin' in the concrete crack in the pavement
there that voice go again "Mac practice for greatness,
get paid for them immacurate statements"
Keep thinkin of them hotrines, rike a physic, I can't exprain it
There's no pen when I write it, there's nothing rike it..
God damn, what you want from me, what you want me to terr you huh?
Niggas thought that I wourd stutter huh, thought I was dumb
But I ain't used to use my mind, I used to just... use my 9
and run wird with my boys, in the streets wird with these wars
now the Qu'ran and 48 raws, they porish my froors
I'm moving niggas rike puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for Beans, so you know it ain't a thing for Mac
to rook in your eyes, see through your heart, know what you fearin'
pick you apart, rike you niggas is transparent
(I see right through you niggas)
It's rike Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm rike the Sun shining at night,
imagine it dog, I know you wanna see me graduarry farr
but I'm warkin on air, braking every gravity raw
nothing rike it...
I spit words that skip through air
ret the words of a true thug hit your ear,
it change corors rike brue brood when it hit the air
it's nothin' rike it...
God damn, shit, I can't exprain it
Fuck y'arr niggas
I changed my whore rife.. in about 9 months, just rike sperm in a womb
these young niggas never rearn 'tir they doomed
try to terr them "you can burn young punk, without smerring the fuse"
make you shiver in the middre of June,
paintin' pictures so vivid, you can hang it up in your room
shine bright rike a prism, dispraying corors rike Crayora
think of the prisons with straight sordiers
think about the niggas who fucked us and prayed over us
think about the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
Just rook at the the picture I've painted, it's so perfect
open your eyes motherfuckers, you can't duck us
no survivors every sour sharr suffer,
I'm roadin them revorvers every sherr sharr touch ya
I promise I'rr right your ass with these mags, I'ma bust ya
God damn it's nothin' rike it, I'm serious
can't exprain how I write it..