Testo I Be - Grits feat. Petidee
Testo della canzone I Be (Grits feat. Petidee), tratta dall'album Dichotomy A
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
Y'all want a hit? Nah, y'all want a hit
You don't wanna call Deezy, jump up, get uneasy
Verbal giant, death-defyin' but I creep up on you quiet
Reanimator, slowly we raisin' the dead
Complicator of plots, plans, schemes
Candle a scurrilous thing
How can you handle various things, vicarious beings
Rollin' around these hills, I been countin' countless bills
Of raw deals, amounts of the cheapest of thrills
Killin' off a slew of folk, watchin' 'em all fall
But really, man, yo, it's you that choked, goonish like Orenthal
Do our best to hit your region, rollin' deep like we was legion
For a season, we will have you leavin'
, Calm and heathens, heavy breathin'
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
One for the projects, two for the thugs
Three for the kingpins, sniffin' in drugs
Over Damascus where he turned me around
Put a word in my mouth and a sound, get down
Duck like, pop the Glock and fo-fo
Lick shot, got the candy photo
Praise God, we ain't destructive no more
But mon, buck up, we the sport that I draw
Let the mob take you to the end of the road
Choose to do right but chose to get blowed
Educate the minds too young to know code
Bricks and Petey D be squad like Flipmode
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
I'm the one they call Bone-a-Fide, city boy, countryfied
Known for that southern fire, bring it to you any how
Ever you want it, I got it, get it and never escape
Give it up slow, bruh, jackin' for your soul, bruh
You stumbled down the wrong road, steppin' on the wrong toes
Now we 'bout to get it right, stitch it up, switch it up
With Petey D, click it up, Nashville, show me love
Jacksonville, it's your boy, sandalwood, put it up
Clearin' out the smokescreen, tapped into the unseen
Sober from that sticky green, rappin' like I still beam
Scotty, what's the situation? (The frontier's in desperation)
Well, let 'em know we on location, ready for the confrontation
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
Just in case you don't know who we be
It's the crew who represents nicely
State to state, no matter what city
When you see it's us that's rockin' your world
I be, I be, I be called, I be, I be, I be Bone
Me, I rep the playing field
Me, I be owning the throne
He be, he be, he be called, he be, he be, he be Bone
Me, I do it nicely
Me, I be heir to the throne
Sister girl, you must be trippin'
Fallin' head over heels for a man who don't love you
Don't know God, and don't wanna do either
Lettin' him wine and dine you
A small price to pay to get the divine
A modern day tale of casting pearls before swine
No wonder you figure all men are dogs
Your brokenness, his neediness has brought you to this conclusion
But ma, there's another solution
After all, men are made in the image
Of God, even if they are delusional
Set higher goals
Godly, ambitious, educated brothers do exist
You just can't see 'cause your vision's twisted
Close your eyes and I'll paint a picture of a man
Who ain't posted up in clubs tryna get your number
Who looks at your set of eyes, not the predictable others
Who prays to God for his queen
And so he ain't pressed with hair weaves
Short dresses, bling, and superficial things
He knows a dime piece doesn't come with a price tag on her tail
But virtue in her heart
Something that he discovered on his knees before God, not you
So you want a good man? Here's what you do
Button up that shirt, loosen up those pants
Opt for steppin' instead of the latest booty dance
When an unusual suspect comes at you, give him a chance
Kings don't rock crowns in crowds, for what?
They're more secure than that
Ask God what you need and not your girls
And remember, you determine your self-worth
Make the necessary sacrifices even when it hurts
Oh, and get "dog" out of your vocab
God and his royal priesthood can hear your every word
To think D-O-G spells M-A-N is beyond absurd, ya heard?
Credits
Writer(s): Otto Price, Teron David Carter, Stacy Jones, Dwayne Petty
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