Lirik Lagu Need To Know with Ryan Lewis & Chance the Rapper - Macklemore
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Washing out cigarettes in the bathroomShould probably only give my opinion when I'm asked toI'm really good at giving the half truth but usually only when I have toThe money doesn't work, the chain doesn't workSomething broken in my brain, got me praying in the dirtGot me stranded in my bed like I'm laying in the hearseAnd the grass is always greener when you play on astroturfWonder why my generation poppin' pills and poppin' percsAnd got some weed and got some purpAnd got some bars and got some syurpAnd got some Jordan's on my feet, I went and matched them with my shirtAnd I just instagrammed them both to show you that I got them firstGot a Louis duffel bag, I got my girl a purseI'm tryna find God through a purchase, I'm not tryna go to churchAmen, satan told me not to serve, I only think about myself, I only think about my worthI only think about my come-up, capitalismLook at where we come from, we are what we run fromWe are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so numb
I'mma tell you what you need to knowI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would beI'mma tell you what you need to hearI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I cry when she smile with her eyes closedI'm already afraid to tight clothesI want all her best friends to be white folksI scratched these lines so many times, I can't forget itIt's fucked up, I say it almost every time that I editI swear rapping make it easy to lieBut secrets don't make it easy to writeI met the devil in Manhattan, quickly ended discussionI don't need a thing, he warned of repercussionsBut I know he come in all forms, that won't be his last visitTie is moving fast and I'm running where the past isLooking in the mirror like, Damn that ain't my dad, is it?He handed a choice but he ain't hold my hand in itI spent a plenty penny on microphones, many midis[?] cities, I put the indy in Windy CityIndian giver, Black father, White liarRight next to Eazy like Mike MyersStare at the cue cards, take out the juke partsTake out the God references, just leave the cool partsI remember opening for Ben, wasn't no liquor at the showAnd now the white girls call me nigga at my showI wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open micGo back to the day before I became famous over nightI wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open micGo back to the day before I became famous over night
I'mma tell you what you need to knowI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I'mma tell you what you need to hearI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be okay
I'mma tell you what you need to knowI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would beI'mma tell you what you need to hearI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I cry when she smile with her eyes closedI'm already afraid to tight clothesI want all her best friends to be white folksI scratched these lines so many times, I can't forget itIt's fucked up, I say it almost every time that I editI swear rapping make it easy to lieBut secrets don't make it easy to writeI met the devil in Manhattan, quickly ended discussionI don't need a thing, he warned of repercussionsBut I know he come in all forms, that won't be his last visitTie is moving fast and I'm running where the past isLooking in the mirror like, Damn that ain't my dad, is it?He handed a choice but he ain't hold my hand in itI spent a plenty penny on microphones, many midis[?] cities, I put the indy in Windy CityIndian giver, Black father, White liarRight next to Eazy like Mike MyersStare at the cue cards, take out the juke partsTake out the God references, just leave the cool partsI remember opening for Ben, wasn't no liquor at the showAnd now the white girls call me nigga at my showI wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open micGo back to the day before I became famous over nightI wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open micGo back to the day before I became famous over night
I'mma tell you what you need to knowI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I'mma tell you what you need to hearI'mma tell you what you need to hearCause the truth would be too muchYeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be okay
