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el2bee - like me كلمات الأغنية

ch-ch-ch-ch-cheaaahhhhh, el-2-bee!

[chorus:]
see i don’t really care if you don’t like me,
’cause n-body likes you ’cause you not like me,
so stop ’cause beatin’ me is not likely,
you can rock the mic but you ain’t hot like me.
they want to rap like me, want to act like me,
be never scared like me, never care like me,
they want to walk like me, try and talk like me,
but at the end of the day they still not like me.

[verse 1:]
i’m back, you know this now notice that no kid
could roll with or hold this microphone with no grip,
with el2bee, it’s hopeless, it’s officially mixed
to show how my flow is, i’m disobedient.
i’m in the zone, never slip, there’s no scripts, i’m no kid,
so don’t get it twisted, ne-yo flow, i’m so sick,
this whole industrys slowin’ not knowin my sh-t,
while i’m in the streets rollin’, dope flow is so piff,
i am sophisticated, whole click has motives
to blow big, get known and we hopin’
we won’t dispose what we wrote so expose a dosage
’cause my flows so potent i show it
before i explode and though this
gold ropes ’round my throat, i don’t choke,
there’s no notion to blow my composure so show no emotion,
your whole click get ko’d, i hold down for so focused
raps own al capone and i’m back fully loaded.

[verse 2:]
’cause i’m back at last, in all black with a mask,
an -ss-ssin attackin’ these b-st-rds who actin’ and
actually have been stackin’ this cash and
lackin’ the p-ssion i have when i’m rappin’.
and laugh in they face when my face becomes plastered
in magazines and have my dream actually happen,
and after all that, there’s still no relaxin’,
i’m crashin’ award shows and sn-tchin platinum plaques,
and slap the uppercl-ss ’cause i’m back in action
with an everlastin’ imagination,
-ss-ssinatin’ all these cats who hatin’
and these basketcases who’re infatuated with
exaggerating my every move ’til i snap and come back
to clap and leave they cranium cracked so fast that
you can’t even react and to exasperate that,
have ’em wrapped in plastic with elastic wrapped ’round
his back with maskin’ tape strapped with a pack of tnt attached,
and just happened to grab a bag of chips and sit back and relax
from ’bout fifty feet back and wait for the last five seconds you have.
and when the blast happens your body detaches
and your torso gets blown past your lower half.
then after the madness i go ’round and grab
every part that you had and have ’em packed in casket
then thrown in the back of a black he-rs- that’s lathered
in gasoline and light a book of matches and p-ss ’em
back and forth ’til one of ’em catches and laugh,
i’m fascinated by the fire so i gaze into the flames,
and daze off with no reaction on my face,
then snap back and recap everything that just happened.
dash off into the night and the lights fade to black and
the curtains close, i’m gone in a flash and that’s that.
the spastic rapper went mad and spazzed,
and this is what happens when you extract reality from rap.

see i don’t really care if you don’t like me,
’cause n-body likes you ’cause you not like me,
and these wannabes want to be at the top like me
but they stay at the bottom ’cause they ain’t hot like me.
they want to rap like me, want to act like me,
be never scared like me, never care like me,
they want to walk like me, try and talk like me,
but at the end of the day they still not like me.

- el2bee

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