I (Who Have Nothing) feat. Martha Wash

歌詞

I got somethin to get off my chest It's a rioting; cause after this, it don't exist (Chorus 2X: Lil Rob) I who have nothing, may have nothing But I still got something that you don't, you don't I who have nothing, may have nothing But I'll always have something that you won't, you won't (Lil Rob) Ey, what's happenin Primo, long time no hear from But you're all about bullshit and we don't wanna hear none So take your, fuckin drugs and your wannabe thugs And your junkie lil' bitch from the strip club and get FUCKED Still can't believe what the fuck you did Fuck my nino, no fuck you, your slutty wife and your kid Just a pain in the ass, that was some pains in my neck Around here, you ain't feared you get no fuckin respect So how's it feel not to be real, Mr. Big Man with the plan But the first to run when shit hits the fan, c'mon Who you tryin to kid with that gangster shit? Lil Primo, you can't even be a gangster bitch You must be {hiiiiiiigh} on your own supply Get some sick fuckin vatos, they done boned you dry Yet on you cry, because we both know why You don't, you lie, sparks flyin like 4th of July, goodbye (Chorus) w/ ad libs (Lil Rob) Ey check this out Even if I could I don't wanna cruise the hood in Mercedes Benz Rather cruise a six-three convertible Hoppin down the block with all my friends The ones that don't care, whether or not I'm makin ends The ones that were there and never scared and down to do it all again I call you "The Great Pretender" cause your life is just pretend I like the movie "Scarface" too but remember, he dies in the end And you're no Tony Montana either, you must have a fever or some shit You went crazy, you're sick, you just a dumbshit Fuck it, fuck you, fuck him too Fuck everyone who knows what you do, fucker is stuck with you What must I do? I thought your hermana was cool but fuck her too And this is all because of you Sad but true, talk shit about your dad Boy your kid's gonna be real fuckin glad to have a dad like you Hate to see him grow up, to be a man like you Or maybe I do, so he can fuck up your family too, man fuck you (Chorus) w/ ad libs (Lil Rob) I continue, to rap in the booth, guaranteed you're gonna be havin the blues Cause when someone's havin to lose it has to be you I drive the Caddy but I fuck with my baller ride Wear button-ups but I don't, pop my collar I pop all lies like it's nada in the calle, not the Range It's not the same, you went insane, you ain't Gonzalez, changed yo' name The fuckin clique you claim is lame My shit is so heavy and true that you, couldn't pick it up with a crane (Chorus) w/ ad libs (Lil Rob) And that's familia Yeah I can only tell it how I see it ese Cause after this you don't exist Either you respect that or you can step back Cause after this you don't exist We'll be a riotin Cause after this you don't exist The last thing I do, take care of the familia man Cause after this you don't exist You can't come back no more You ain't welcome here man You brought it wrong ese