Lirik Lagu I'm Not You - The Clipse
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[Intro - Pusha T]No, no, noI told you, I live this shit (*echoes*)I aint just up here, rappin and tappinSpittin and skittin and shitNaw, uh uhh, not meI'm not you, I'm not you rapperI'm not you, Pusha
[Pusha T]I keep that zip-lock bustin at the stitchesCulinary chemist, I serve the maliciousTo break the fiends fixes, one give you the snifflesThe other, leave you with the itchesTransport airport with the Vaseline, so I canFulfill my dreams of pastures of greenMore cash then ya seen, With an Aston that's greenMe drivin up fast with the lean, zonin familyKeep young'ns in them rented CamrysDoor panels full of shit and I aint full of shitWreckless ass, God forbid they don't crashFrom the panel to the dash, its four pounds of slabNah bitch we don't believe in air bagsCars turn tricks like them Ringling Brother skitsWhether bitch hop out, or the glock pop out,Ya know what I'm about, blow to ya sinus til the snot drop out
[Jadakiss overlapping Pusha T's last line]Whoever said birds fly south for the winters a damn lieGot em right here, and if I don't like you the grams highTake it or leave it, soon as a fiend taste it they need itI could smoke it right in front of you to make you believe itProlly think I won't murder you the way I smileBut I'ma take a lot of shots, A.I. styleJada - the name is filthy, but so whatThe motherfuckin game is filthy, you know whatMy mom and my pops really did a good jobBut it was the Montega, and the caine the built meSo I, could never hate on another brotherGod is great, the Devil is a motherfuckerWhen you broke but they think you got moneyCrackers start showin you love, ya own people act funnyI tear niggas heads off, I don't discriminateWaves, cornrows, or dreads, I will eliminate
[Rosco P. Coldchain]I'm far from a noodle nigga, I stab up block repsAnd turn quiet streets into hot sexN
[Pusha T]I keep that zip-lock bustin at the stitchesCulinary chemist, I serve the maliciousTo break the fiends fixes, one give you the snifflesThe other, leave you with the itchesTransport airport with the Vaseline, so I canFulfill my dreams of pastures of greenMore cash then ya seen, With an Aston that's greenMe drivin up fast with the lean, zonin familyKeep young'ns in them rented CamrysDoor panels full of shit and I aint full of shitWreckless ass, God forbid they don't crashFrom the panel to the dash, its four pounds of slabNah bitch we don't believe in air bagsCars turn tricks like them Ringling Brother skitsWhether bitch hop out, or the glock pop out,Ya know what I'm about, blow to ya sinus til the snot drop out
[Jadakiss overlapping Pusha T's last line]Whoever said birds fly south for the winters a damn lieGot em right here, and if I don't like you the grams highTake it or leave it, soon as a fiend taste it they need itI could smoke it right in front of you to make you believe itProlly think I won't murder you the way I smileBut I'ma take a lot of shots, A.I. styleJada - the name is filthy, but so whatThe motherfuckin game is filthy, you know whatMy mom and my pops really did a good jobBut it was the Montega, and the caine the built meSo I, could never hate on another brotherGod is great, the Devil is a motherfuckerWhen you broke but they think you got moneyCrackers start showin you love, ya own people act funnyI tear niggas heads off, I don't discriminateWaves, cornrows, or dreads, I will eliminate
[Rosco P. Coldchain]I'm far from a noodle nigga, I stab up block repsAnd turn quiet streets into hot sexN
