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xzibit feat montageone - nobody sound like me كلمات الأغنية

what if you saw, if you were walkin’ on a street
an’ a black man was comin’ towards you
what would, what would you be feelin’?

just one single black man? yeah, i really don’t fear that
you know but if it’s a group, i’m talkin’ like from age thirty
even thirteen, even younger than thirteen
yes, i will walk across the street

i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?

yo, we gettin’ restless, me an’ my d o gs
never pretendin’ rather we sendin’ a very clear message
either you with me or against me, punk, hit ’em up
provide housin’ for these shrimp from the sh-lls we dump

i’m makin’ ’em bounce, other n-gg-s fail to b-mp
so we takin’ advantage of inflictin’ irreversible damage
it’s the long awaited, antic-p-ted likwit mc
bombin’ first ’cause i feel it’s better to give then receive

you better believe xzibit stays savage above the average
when n-gg-s try to switch, turn b-tch for the cabbage
but see all that’s irrelevant, it’s like tryin’ to turn a wh-r- celibate
i dance with the devil for the h-ll of it

burning down your lavish landscape on digital tape
’cause everything you rhymin’ about is actually fake
so make room for the legitimate, nasty, inconsiderate
thinkin’ you rankin’ top dollar but really counterfeit

i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?

n-gg-s are null an’ void, i get swole like a keyloid
to overload your systems with rhymes for millenniums
to shut down artists with beats, the deep closure
battlin’ top rank for bank an’ exposure

so open up your door to me ’cause if it’s closed
i’ma brakin’ in with some pantyhose
over the mic, so you don’t know who i sound like
executin’ those who record an’ bite to sound tight

it’s not permitted by the right
the gestapo, surprisin’ these n-gg-s like benny blanco
remember me, man?
you thought i was a fan ’til i threw you in the back of a van

yo, these drop squad delegates’ rhymes are delicate
i spit on the mic to get these mcs p-ss-es wet
for those with plans to clone me, the original
it can’t be done, i’m digital

i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?

yo, who wanna come see the hard rock?
the non-stop green block, yo’ whole block receive speed knot
you need not get brave, my bullets never graze
they hit close to home, separatin’ flesh from bone

so better get off on your own b-tch
rollin’ chrome sh-t, tryin’ to own sh-t
i was molded after the best that the streets had to offer
the author of my own destiny, so i suggest you stop stressin’ me

i’ll find out when i pull my nine out an’ blow your mind out
play a deadly game with no fouls an’ no time out
inhale large amounts of dojah, forever ready like a soldier
i’m lock mode an’ shoot from the shoulder

an’ burn down your lavish landscape on digital tape
’cause everything you rhyme about is actually fake
so make room for the legitimate, nasty, inconsiderate
thinkin’ you rankin’ top dollar but really counterfeit

i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?
i don’t want n-gg-s soundin’ like me, knowhati’msayin’?
on no alb-m, knowhati’msayin’?

- xzibit feat montageone

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