Lirik Lagu Nobody But Me - Eightball & MJG
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MJG:It ain't no changing me, no matter what you claim to seeI can only aim to be, M-J-GIf thangs seem strange to me, they can't be the same with meYou know it's lame to be, somethin that you know is a lieHoes want a nigga to try to be somethin that he ain't,right before your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin disguiseFollow the pack, and wind up dead last (Go on)Real dummy with your scared assIn the future, ain't nobody gonna listen to you(Why) Cause you do whatever to please the crewIt's easy to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourselfI think I'll go with the green, Cause asses I do not cleanAs bad as the shit might seem, I got a get-right teamNigga, sensing myself and I, it ain't ever let a day go byWithout reality checks, fuck my salary check,that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finnadistressI gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil saidI'm stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put your trust in me..
Chorus: I can't be nobody but me, and that's all I can beI can't be who you want me to be, cause nigga, that ain't me(repeat x 4)
Eight:100 ways to die, and I done survived 9999 lives lost and one of them could've been mineBlind with my eyes open, seein what is killin meFeelin what is killin me, but wantin more constantlyRunnin from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get awayGang, shootin niggas and bitches fuckin with me everydayMan if I was lame and couldn't see em from a mile awaySmile on their mug, and in their minds, nothin but jealousyWhy should I get caught up in that bullshit not concernin meYeah, I run with Suave and we gone ride til infinityLord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm speakin thisSeparate the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this
(repeat chorus x 4)
Eight:I see him everyday, point shaven and cravinfor the money that I be savin, and the moves that I be makinBreakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke foolsrobbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that shit is coolServed out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for yaQuick to shoot, because that indo boosts up my paranoiaI rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin niggaSurrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the triggaWord to me, and if that shit don't meet your expectationsFuck you critics, I do this for the underground nationSlab ridaz, nigga, drug traffickaz and jackazHeat packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain't rappazAnd, I wouldn't say it if it wasn't necessaryAll of this is just a test, tryin to prepare meMy future's lookin dark, and I don't think it's gettin brighterForever Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...
MJG:It's hard to be, something that you didn't start to bethese streets be apart of me, until it's hard to seetill the years when it's hard to walk, gettin oldand, it's hard to talk, I'm on a line of chalkit seems thinner than a line of thread, but through all thisstill instead, I'm real after allPaper, short or tall - Wife, be big and smalland still down to earth, I'll still be on the sceneLife like a tv screen, but I keep my strengthand I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scopeBut, if you're lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will learnMaybe when you have your turn, and take a stand and shitYou might be a man and shit, make your own plan and shitCause I don't make no moves unless G wanna make that moveFuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a face that blueswhen a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face like OooMane, you broke and shit, but they ain't gonna throw me out a ropeand shitI'm a drown and choke and shitAnd my folkaz get clowdy with that hocus pokus shit,I'll be the brokest trick...But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp type nigga for sho'Once again like I did it befo', up top or belowI'm a keep my feet on the flo', and do it in the heat or the snowGive me a beat and I go, Off like a champ on your assDrop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on your assSend you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, I'll dampen yourpath.
(repeat chorus ..)
Chorus: I can't be nobody but me, and that's all I can beI can't be who you want me to be, cause nigga, that ain't me(repeat x 4)
Eight:100 ways to die, and I done survived 9999 lives lost and one of them could've been mineBlind with my eyes open, seein what is killin meFeelin what is killin me, but wantin more constantlyRunnin from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get awayGang, shootin niggas and bitches fuckin with me everydayMan if I was lame and couldn't see em from a mile awaySmile on their mug, and in their minds, nothin but jealousyWhy should I get caught up in that bullshit not concernin meYeah, I run with Suave and we gone ride til infinityLord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm speakin thisSeparate the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this
(repeat chorus x 4)
Eight:I see him everyday, point shaven and cravinfor the money that I be savin, and the moves that I be makinBreakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke foolsrobbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that shit is coolServed out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for yaQuick to shoot, because that indo boosts up my paranoiaI rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin niggaSurrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the triggaWord to me, and if that shit don't meet your expectationsFuck you critics, I do this for the underground nationSlab ridaz, nigga, drug traffickaz and jackazHeat packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain't rappazAnd, I wouldn't say it if it wasn't necessaryAll of this is just a test, tryin to prepare meMy future's lookin dark, and I don't think it's gettin brighterForever Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...
MJG:It's hard to be, something that you didn't start to bethese streets be apart of me, until it's hard to seetill the years when it's hard to walk, gettin oldand, it's hard to talk, I'm on a line of chalkit seems thinner than a line of thread, but through all thisstill instead, I'm real after allPaper, short or tall - Wife, be big and smalland still down to earth, I'll still be on the sceneLife like a tv screen, but I keep my strengthand I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scopeBut, if you're lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will learnMaybe when you have your turn, and take a stand and shitYou might be a man and shit, make your own plan and shitCause I don't make no moves unless G wanna make that moveFuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a face that blueswhen a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face like OooMane, you broke and shit, but they ain't gonna throw me out a ropeand shitI'm a drown and choke and shitAnd my folkaz get clowdy with that hocus pokus shit,I'll be the brokest trick...But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp type nigga for sho'Once again like I did it befo', up top or belowI'm a keep my feet on the flo', and do it in the heat or the snowGive me a beat and I go, Off like a champ on your assDrop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on your assSend you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, I'll dampen yourpath.
(repeat chorus ..)
