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letra de no id - bata!

[intro]
don’t smoke dope but i’ll face this
n-ggas all wanna be famous
and you can’t change your mask, so stay faceless
but you try to stay away from the fake sh-t

[verse 1]
yo id
where you can’t go
bread plus the chicken with the panko
viridian tint see dinero
john wilkes booth for ya cinco
abraham lincoln, n-gga case close
fifoot don’t stop till he top five
f-ck the upper class i don’t need a co-sign
cause kza made the beat, n-gga you can ride or die
cause times get tough when it strike forty-five

[chorus]
no id? then you can’t go
nooooo id (can’t go, can’t go, can’t go can’t go) x2

[verse 2]
can you name a block or a avenue?
do you know the longitude or latitude?
you ain’t got sh-t but a attitude
and you always wonder why n-ggas were getting mad at you
add a few, numbers together
you can go ahead and listen to the place
bata! got a couple tips he tryna give away
n-ggas always talking sh-t, but they ain’t got much sh-t to say
just to sum it up go ahead and make a name

[chorus]
no id? then you can’t go
nooooo id (can’t go, can’t go, can’t go can’t go) x4

[bridge]

p-ssy, power, fame
the three things mortal men live their whole life to attain
all are but futile grasps at immortality, without a name
those who find their id are gods amongst men
reaching with their weakest hand to pimp slap all those who fail to comprehend
so i ask you this
you got your id?

[verse 3: kasey beats]

can’t go outside without no id
no credit card, no social security
knew the face, forgot the name. most likely
say “who you know here?”
i don’t, they know me
connections can get you anywhere follow down the stream
shake hands, cross pinkies, eye contact’s key
unlock the doors of possibility
speak from the heart and pick up the weak
truthfully, i done seen too many, mixed personalities
and fallback on dreams
fallback on their people
fallback in defeat
take seat just get up and hit repeat
say they got heat what’s you gassed up for the bleach
snitches and the sneaks run ya pockets while you sleep
type zimbardo, na’mean?
never trust n0body with no id

[chorus]
no id? then you can’t go
nooooo id (can’t go, can’t go, can’t go can’t go) x4

- bata

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