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letra de who i be - diamond district

[hook]
tell ’em who the f-ck i be
tell ’em who the f-ck i be
tell ’em who the f-ck i be

[verse 1: yu]
yeah, now why you got the heart of a lion?
still reign as hard as zion, but you’re down to a science
lab coat when i craft dope, high with an inner supply
ready to die for this mission of mine
read my rhymes, i’ma give your eyes something to see
no fear to climb sky high stuff my pockets with green
and i never went to college, but i’m schooling ’em
play ’em my lyrical venom, i put a jewel in ’em
so you can p-wn this song and get a hundred back
the nation’s cap- on the map that is where i’m at
free alack, relax, even in code red (code red!)
give the mic a cold stare when the coast is clear
of course when i skulk its weird
play yours next to mine you insult my ear
i can k!ll a show, robbing clothes from sears
a rebel yell, you know i am, you better…

[hook]

[verse 2: oddisee]
beat streets beat rhymes, life heat-seeks y’all like
missions on a mission i’m spitting to eat klondike
bars, n-ggas ice cold, sane to your membrane
charge n-ggas from far like “aight” tho
them flames torch n-ggas you p-ssing, who i be?
cl-ssic, ‘course n-ggas is mad at cheese under my mattress
“be”‘s for the white man, “been”‘s for the past tense
you in my bin like trash up in my trash bin
who’s asking who? i be, let me tell ya
a n-gga from the p dot g here to sell ya
dope in the form of quotes, transported by flyness
i wouldn’t need an oar in a boat
you’re dealing with the cartel of rhymes
i’m sitting fate like a tombstone artist’s design
seeking heart is hard to find
motherf-ckers come knock quick y’all better…

[hook]

[verse 3: uptown xo]
if rap was rasta, i’d be haile sel-ssie
probly one of a kind, me and my posse
we not on a level that y’all see
hardly a softie, can ball on the court, we
play on, but its all on a crayon
more solid than the ground that your grandmama lay on
i’ma tell ’em who i be, i’ma tell ’em where i’ve been
to h-ll and back, and i ain’t going back again
i want my death to come before i realize i’m a prophet
the next one break to stay true to this hip hop sh-t
so broke, sell destiny, question me
uptown n-ggas next to me yes indeed
all over the track like extra cheese sandwich
n-ggas with the weaponry, get vests
a g is who i be, arguably
one of the realest in the d i see, you better…

[hook]

- diamond district

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