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letra de supposed to do - ace hood

[hook]
what am i supposed to do, now
now i know it’s you, that i love? (tell me, tell me)
what am i supposed to do, now
now i know it’s you, that i love? (tell me, tell me)

[verse 1: ace hood]
still in the make and i wanna be great but they tell me be patient
don’t compare me to none of these n-ggas in the game
cause they way too basic
and i’m just that amazing, i reach them stages
in the league with the majors
n-gga f-ck your blogs, n-gga f-ck your statements
the f-ck you thinkin’
nah, ain’t doing no more favors
never hit a n-gga just to make me famous
little n-gga, flows go crazy
and them other n-gga’s can’t tame me
flame me, blame me
all the n-gga’s that doubt it
all ya’ll n-gga’s some cowards
all ya’ll n-gga’s step up and get devoured
six feet deep with bouquet of flowers
tell me what, what am i supposed to do
cause respect for mine is so overdue
i’m the best in it, just pay attention, take a closer view
cause ain’t nothing like them and ain’t nothing like you
these n-ggas changed like clark in the booth
can’t trust ho’s, i don’t trust dudes
i buy your b-tch like pay per view
i set the standards, i dare you to
what’s compet-tion, come show me proof
this god flow, this jesus christ
that’s say a prayer before i sleep at night
i’m still sinnin’, don’t be offended
my d-ck intended for a spanish wife
this chess homie, not checkers n-ggas
ain’t playin’ with ya, no action figures
what am i supposed to do?

[hook]

[verse 2: skepta]
they keep telling me i’m the best in the country
and i like how that sounds
you think you superman, i get the kryptonite, and bring you right back down
yeah, you know the drill, i k!ll mc’s til it’s overk!ll
but how many more am i supposed to k!ll
til n-ggas stop putting my name
next to these just come rappers, i’m so embarr-ssed
i’m in the booth working my magic
my n-gga in the studio, heard my lyrics and put his hands on his head like khaled
these other mc’s need practice
cause when i heat up, it’s a madness
hundred degrees, n-ggas melt like plastic
lyrical war, yeah that’s my language
i turn super saiyan, b-tch
just so you know i ain’t playin’, b-tch
i heard n-gga’s like you before
you got a good flow, but you ain’t sayin’ sh-t
just a bunch of words with no meaning, no heart, no feeling
but when i lay it down, i lay it down so nice
it’s my name everybody screamin’
and we don’t care what it cost
me and my n-gga’s, we all gotta floss
don’t give a sh-t how you talk round’ here
better talk properly when you talk to the boss
you amateur, say you got fans online, few shows, and a manager
think you’ve got the game on lock
i press start, here comes new challenger
skepta

[hook]

[verse 3: ace hood]
there are some serious rumors around
there’s a new sheriff in town
f-ck your apologies, back up his arteries
bury him deep in the ground
tell him keep sleepin’, i’m never defeated
i will not repeat it, you follow me now?
look in my eyes, you can tell that i’m ready
you rappers are puppets, then tell them i said it
don’t give a f-ck and this sh-t is embedded
my flow is infected, i may need a medic
tell me who better, i make you regret it
it’s in my genetics, your sh-t is pathetic
what am i posed’ to do but be great
never let a thing stand in my way
never let a devil ruin my faith
and there ain’t a such thing as “i can’t”
you looking at a rare breed, a new species
i walk right through h-ll in my sneak’s
show me the devil, i show you the rebel
i show you my heart when it come to the medal
tell me who better, i never will settle
my n-gga’s just told me don’t let off the pedal
keep my jordan 5’s on their neck
f-ck whoever got next, f-ck your fame dog and respect
you don’t know what life was like in the projects
ever seen the look in his face before death
i seen my granny before her last breath
ain’t no calm down on my compound
there’s no contest cause i’m bomb threat
no conscience sh-t on my mindset
i bought two choppers for my sound check
say, ‘who wanna war’ and i’m coming alone
spray at you haters like f-ckin’ cologne
starvation 3 outta let out the beast
so it’s bone appet-t and i’m ready to feast

- ace hood

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