Loyalty v. Royalty (Explicit)歌词由Belly&Gil Scott-Heron演唱,出自专辑《Bars (Explicit)》,下面是《Loyalty v. Royalty (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
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Loyalty v. Royalty (Explicit) - Belly/Gil Scott-Heron
Lyrics by:Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Richard Munoz
Composed by:Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Richard Munoz
Produced by:Hit-Boy/Corbett
So a lot of the vibes a lot of the spirit
A lot of the attitude is very similar
Which is about calling a spade a spade you know
Like saying what it is
Like somebody can get over on you and steal it
You might not be able to get your bread back
But you don't have to be quiet about it
I was dead broke borrowing money
Never got acknowledgment from artists borrowing from me
I don't want the royalties but when's the loyalty coming
'Cause the person that you've become is so unbecoming
Who the **** did you summon Demons
I'm mad you had to miss the whole come-up
But you was with me for the cold summers
I was spazzin' back when Manchin was jackin' Forerunners
Walkin' round with bolt-cutters for the whole summer
**** I was on Adderall Ritalin Vyvanse
Felt like Ayatollah in the city that I ran
Whippin' in frying pans puttin' fiends on a diet plan
Put a pound of lean on my diaphragm
Five bands just to get you hit like a by stand errr
Couldn't snitch if I wanted to my life is a blur
I got the rifle tryna' stifle the urge
I want the same legacy that Michael deserve
***** **** what you heard
I don't turn it into anything
I just speak on it the way it
Looks to me yeah that's right
Well it's the theater of the absurd you know
And I'm like **** the only
Way that I could change it
Would be to act serious about
Something that looks ridiculous
It's too late now
Who's the one lookin' two-faced now
My girl got the blue face AP and the screw face down
So I'm skatin' on these ******* like I'm Lupe now
I won't trust you with consignment told 'em to pay now
Before I gotta put a hollow in your toupee now
***** give me my flowers and my bouquet now touché
Every rapper gettin' soufflé'd now
Every day I smoke a bag of this Kush
I would leave for good and never look back if I could
Yesterday I made a hit list and
Stapled it to a map of the woods
******* crooks you could never
Give me back what you took
They had it in for me
Couldn't stand the thought of me havin' infamy
Two guns four drums that's a tympani
Hollows sing some hum that's a symphony
What's the sense in me tellin' truth if they censor me
There it is
And a lot of folks who had thought about that said
Gee yep you know right bingo I think about that sometimes
Right so I don't think that just
Stretching it to make it funny
I think it's distressing to make it anything else
There's so many things to draw from your material