Testo Please - E-A-SKI feat. Ice Cube
Testo della canzone Please (E-A-SKI feat. Ice Cube), tratta dall'album The Best Of 2011
You fuck around and get a round from the pound when I'm bustin'
Niggas talk crazy 'til they feel the repercussions
The fifth of Skee to' catch you in your street clothes
Niggas act street but turn sheep when the heat rolls
I keep the heat close, leave 'em underneath floors
Go ahead, gamble with your life, nigga, deep rolls
For Pete's sake, can you haters relate?
Are you blinded by your envy that you couldn't see straight?
Do you need some bifocals?
Are you desperate for a track? Are you willing to buy vocals?
Are they willing to buy local?
Is your music nationwide or you spittin' it bi-coastal?
You should ask yourself
'Fore Skee get a chance, you should blast yourself
If I wanted your opinion, I would ask your help
That's why every single night, I gotta ask myself
Lord, please, don't let me act a fool
Please, don't let me use the tool
Please, don't let me get to strappin'
Please, don't let me make it happen
Please (Oh God), keep my integrity
Please, don't let me commit a felony
Please, forgive thy enemy
Please forgive me 'cause you know I need therapy
Please, don't fuck with me
It'd be worse than the day Adam fucked with Eve
I mean, worse than the day that they found them trees
With apples all on it, you niggas don't want it
Fuck my opponent, it's no competition
You fat off dessert, I'm still in the kitchen
Suckers get murked with all that ambition
You small potatoes, nigga, I'm the greatest
Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on
The West Coast don, bitch, I'm James Bond
Jumped out the plane, no parachute on
Land on my feet, nigga, trick or treat?
Smell my cologne, shots to the dome
If I act like this, you'll tell me I'm wrong
Should I crack you like crack or just sing a song?
Lord, help these niggas understand I'm grown
Lord, please, don't let me act a fool
Please, don't let me use the tool
Please, don't let me get to strappin'
Please, don't let me make it happen
Please (Oh God), keep my integrity
Please, don't let me commit a felony
Please, forgive thy enemy
Please forgive me 'cause you know I need therapy
And you know I need counseling
So many haters now, I ain't stop countin'
I ain't stop checkin' the YouTubes and comments
The bitch niggas makin' remarks to start conflicts
Conflicted in they life
'Cause they want a piece of Skee and they wanna step in my light
If they try to make a move, then they know the weapon is right
By my side when I ride, I'm takin' your breath of life
Your spirit is now a kite
Every lyric is the wind, no bringin' you back to life
I can kill you with the pen, the music is like a strike
Or a blow, but I know you never was that type
And we never was that tight
I can sense you was a bitch and somethin' just wasn't right
Got me in a place where I'm ready to straight flip
So every single night, I'm sayin' the same shit
Lord, please, don't let me act a fool
Please, don't let me use the tool
Please, don't let me get to strappin'
Please, don't let me make it happen
Please (Oh God), keep my integrity
Please, don't let me commit a felony
Please, forgive thy enemy
Please forgive me 'cause you know I need therapy
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Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Shon Adams, Robert Mandell
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