Testo What Else? - Your Old Droog
Testo della canzone What Else? (Your Old Droog), tratta dall'album Movie
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Know what I'm saying? This the start of your ending, doggy
Check it
Your reign on the top was short like Hezbollah (Who?)
And you really not as dope as the internet says you are
Brother like me got an unlimited reservoir
And the waves just keep flowing, either way we keep going
You in trouble, we done mastered the puzzle, jigsaw
And I made it so good I'm impossible to ignore
Mark - thought he had the game locked in a figure four
I reversed it, go out like him thinking you Mr. Perfect
It's a circus, the face painted brethren
Ain't a legend that I didn't work with
From A-list to the Chitlin Circuit
Say what I mean, make hits with a purpose
Thought they was clean the way they
Ain't saying - in they verses (What?)
And my purpose is making sure that I'm felt (I feel you)
When it comes to swimming up out the mud
I'm like Michael Phelps (I just do it, man)
Y'all straight designer every song y'all belt
All you rappers do is talk about the drugs y'all dealt
You sold cocaine, okay, yeah, what else?
You slang dope, mane, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
You got hoes too, okay, yeah, what else?
You shot whole crews, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
Oh, you depressed now? Okay, yeah, what else?
You sound stressed out, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
I heard you well-read, go 'head, tell me something else
Said a lot and we still don't know nothing 'bout yourself
It's hilarious, take my advice
Just 'cause a rapper play mysterious don't
Mean he got some special insight (Right)
Just 'cause you don't understand him don't mean that he nice
Just means you don't understand all
The bullshit that he writes (Chill)
It's quite ill, cats is audio NyQuil
If we talking mic skill, they barely paying the light bill (No cash)
Don't care who they might've killed (Uh-uh)
A lot of rappers wouldn't have careers if
It wasn't for white guilt (Y'all dead)
It ain't about dope lines or freestyles
It's all about cosigns and who they got on speed dial (Let 'em know)
Cats acting volatile (What?)
You ain't have a Kel-Tec, you was a
Nail tech pulling files (That's wild)
And casuals are more amused by they attributes (True)
Bunch of vodka drinkers speaking in absolutes (Oof)
Don't play their music 'cause I love myself
All you rappers do is talk about the drugs y'all dealt
You sold cocaine, okay, yeah, what else?
You slang dope, mane, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
You got hoes too, okay, yeah, what else?
You shot whole crews, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
Oh, you depressed now? Okay, yeah, what else?
You sound stressed out, uh-huh, yeah, what else?
I heard you well-read, go 'head, tell me something else
Said a lot and we still don't know nothing 'bout yourself
Who are you?
Haha
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Ali Abouzeid
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