No Explanation

Lyrics

Y'all ready, y'all ready
 This shit still got me a lil' confused, you know what I mean
 Y'all ready, right, yeah
 Okay, yeah
 Back up, back up
 Been in my mind lately
 Been in my mind
 Yeah, hard to define lately
 Yeah
 Wrote this accompanied by a little reefer
 My Beats pill speaker
 And my two hunnid milliliter Hennessey
 I hit your lil' chica, told that bitch to ven aquí
 Then proceed to bend the knees
 I been a G, livin' life the way I please
 Came from the middle of the East like I'm Lebanese
 Bottom line, these MCs lobotomized a thousand times
 If we talkin' 'bout their rhyme for rhyme (yeah)
 My stats combined got stocks and bonds
 Multiply my worth ten times by 29, nigga
 I ain't lyin', I'm already on my seven figure
 But I got other things on my mind that's much bigger
 Like bein' the voice to this voiceless generation
 And fill the void, I can't avoid this temptation
 When I exploit, I explode off, detonation
 Push my buttons and I go off with no explanation
 Been in my mind lately
 Yeah, been in my mind
 So hard to define lately
 Hard to define
 You best keep runnin', the brother on me back
 But I just keep comin', niggas on the Act'
 And they just beef runnin', hit you in them tracks
 But it all means nothin', nothin', nothin'
 Cold cases, murder niggas on a daily basis
 Luminol flow, no traces
 I am the blacklight, my whole career off of crack, right
 Olympic divin' in this money, watch me jackknife
 My rap life ain't like yours
 I'm really goin' home to five stories and bright walls
 Tied James Paytons, he said he got my one-of-ones waitin'
 Why y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr.
 Four and a half karats of tumor
 At Nick Bhindi like Slick Rick the Ruler
 Say less about your jewelers
 You overpaid for it while bae ignore it
 Your shit is just made for TV, think grayer for it
 VIP sections can't be recorded
 You might catch a housewife
 Where niggas pay 'em like they weigh and drop it outright
 Get your count right, we can talk numbers
 Single file, add up my digits till next summer, niggas
 I'm like the Wizard of Oz, on the yellow brick road
 Ride slow with the iron man
 New flows for your dome right out the fryin' pan
 Got that free smoke, you inhale through your diaphragm
 I'm eatin' now, had to change up my diet plan
 Never lyin', I am lion fang
 Comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain
 Kill 'em all, the only thing left the fool's chain
 And who to blame
 Is it written raps against your artifacts
 And niggas rippin' tracks and spittin' all the facts
 Drippin' out my cardiac, arrest is not needed till my body flat
 Nah, killin' shows, stackin' bodybags
 Catch you where the zombies at
 Underground kings, niggas honor that
 My forward thinkin' make 'em all rewind it back
 Way ahead of my time, I surpass niggas
 This a daily reminder that I am that nigga
 Badman ting (stupid, stupid, stupid)
 Been in my mind lately
 Yeah, been in my mind
 So hard to define lately
 Hard to define
 You best keep runnin', the brother on me back
 But I just keep comin', niggas on the Act'
 And they just beef runnin', hit you in them tracks
 But it all means nothin', nothin', nothin'
 

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Duration
03:24
Key
1
Tempo
87 BPM

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