Testo INSPIRED BY FAT, AFTER WE WENT TO THE BEYONCÉ CONCERT - Tobe Nwigwe
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My name is Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe
Look
When you do you and I do me, everybody wins
I try my best not to judge, 'cause everybody sins
Folks say I'm godly 'cause bars I put forth embody hymns
And hell, since Fat love Beyoncé, this beat get bodied then
Two minutes or less, my doorsteps'll lead you straight to heaven
I mold you like corsets and use forceps to pluck a blessing
Straight out the eye of a demon, you can't deny I'm a beacon
For those who've calcified their third eye and reside in the deep end
Ooh, yup, where we all was born
Might not be a crown on yo head, but hell, we all got thorns
In our side that prick and prod us and low key guide us
To keep us divided from our flesh, in hopes that we don't conform
To the ways of the world, I love the ways of my girl
She get to prayin', and angels swoop down and drape her in pearls
Yeah, I'm lyin', but I feel like it
I talk to God, but I like to keep a concealed license
'Cause I'm from the city where styrofoam cups be real violet
And real titans and real vikings be out here, real violent, ooh
That's no lie, no lie, no habla to these boppas had multi soul ties
Touch fat, my strap at yo' neck like bow ties
Though I spit crack, please don't confuse these dope lines
As just some dope bars that I'm pennin'
My hittas touch mo' base than those chasing pennants
In innings, that ain't never ending, I'm bending
The truth just a little, I poop on you little
Rap cats that lack the juice and a little substance
Apart from the Xanax, I'm tryna mold you like ceramics
Peep my semantics, I swear that you won't find no antics
I'm oceanic, my flow belong in the Atlantic next to Atlantis
Even though that's a fictitious place
You can see I pen my thoughts in a meticulous way
The flow water, every bar a ridiculous wave
This kid doesn't play, you get it, that's great
You miss it, then stay
In a land where if you snitch you get sprayed
I feel like I'd be remiss if I say
Anything different, let those with ears listen
Devote yo' attention, whether folk or you crippin'
You both should be drippin'
In the blood 'cause I'm out
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Writer(s): Tobe Nwigwe, Lanell Grant
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