Love Me Nina / Semiautomatic

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And to me, we have a culture that, uh, is surpassed by, by, by
 By no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
 So again, I think I've said this before in this same interview
 I think, my, my job is to somehow make them curious enough
 Or persuade them by hook or crook
 To get more aware of themselves and where they came from
 And what they are into and what is already there
 And just to bring it out
 This is what compels me to compel them
 And I will do it by whatever means necessary
 Detroit red flow
 East coast, west coast
 Used to leave MoCo to hit Ledroit with Bo
 I dated women with poppin' albums, they got spouses
 I dated strippers that trap loud inside they Challengers
 To be black and talented, all I've ever been
 Took a tour de France while my partners was somewhere peddling
 Yeah, we make depression look so effortless
 We desensitize while America tryna kill our kids
 So it's weighin' on me, Nina
 It's weighin' on me, Nina
 They playin' with me, Nina
 Send 'em on they way to meet ya
 Look at my skin, look at my nose, I'm grateful for my features
 Like I made a CD with Mrs. Knowles and ain't pay a G
 I'm on my way to GA, magazine in the BM
 Imagine the nazis see me, a MAGA hat he can bleed in
 Nina, we just wanna be black and legendary
 Be us and be proud by any means necessary
 Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone, Nina
 Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone, Nina (yo, yo)
 They playin' with me, Nina
 You stayin' with me, Nina
 They hatin' on me, Nina
 Send 'em on they way to meet ya
 I misunderstood
 Under your spell, perhaps
 Ain't no lookin' back
 Young, gifted, black
 Everybody avoids everybody, all over the place
 In most situations, most all of the time
 I know, I'm one of those everybodys
 Yeah, a semi automatic
 A scatterbrain, I'm shooting out of aim
 Since I've been famous, it's hard for me to hit up a target
 I'm sorry, I was humble on all them red carpets
 I got embarrassed, GRAMMYs carried me for Sandra Bullock
 Photo ops the paparazzi was opting out of
 Was doing drops for jockeys that ain't bother my album
 Telling me you honestly the best nigga
 Though I believe that you one welling-ass nigga
 How many niggas with jobs feel like they underpaid?
 Let's say it's that, plus you rhyme and 'bout to have a baby
 Let's say they calling you bipolar
 Not feeling you, your rhymes legend, but personality complicated
 Shoot at whoever, that's your only defense
 Had a job, you was poppin', now you lonely as shit
 Mental blocks, every shot was harder than before
 Like bootleg shoppers, see, I was rockin' my label wrong
 But I digress 'cause this isn't that song
 This just my plight, I am no different than y'all
 Speak to your boss, me, I speak in these songs
 I speak how I feel, I feel like a gun
 Yeah, a semi auto with a novice aim, uh
 A lot of thoughts and a lot of pain, yeah
 My ammunition come from all your hate
 My brain a loaded semi, I'm too offended to concentrate, yeah
 Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
 Ayy, move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
 Under the surface, we the same nigga
 But my aim different, I'm way too brilliant to shank niggas, yeah
 Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
 Move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
 Under the surface, we the same nigga
 I got that loaded semi, that stain cement and paint pictures
 

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Duration
04:16
Key
1
Tempo
84 BPM

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