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letra de no weapon - malik elijah

[hook]
why i gotta be myself
why can’t i be somebody else
i feel like the bottom of the shelf
actually, it’s somebody else

[verse 1]
[?] it’s time to say
[?] it’s time to struggle
[?] it’s time, i’m putting my own self up on the muzzle
[?] puzzle, a lot of pieces look the same
let me check a different frame; wait they still look the same
really, nothing really changed, and loop-de-loop
this won’t get me in the coup
i don’t have no fairy dust that’ll make all these problems go poof
i’ve gotta make a move
i can’t be the one up on the stoop, i’m sensing up with every step
i should really hang loose
while the kids playing, i’m over here kicking rocks
they’ve got the new jordan’s, i’ve got a hole in my sock
i see the fresh fits, all i got is hand-me-downs
the [?] polo was actually in the trash now
the trash that they [?], they never mattered
now when somebody talk sh-t, my n-gga, i am flattered
every time you say my name, n-gga, that is free promotion
so keep on with your talking, ima keep coasting

[chorus]
[?]
[?]

[hook]
why i gotta be myself
why can’t i be somebody else
i feel like the bottom of the shelf
actually, it’s somebody else

[verse 2]
tell us how to sweat
tell us how to error
[?] when i look into the mirror
my parents told me if they gave us [?] i’d never dance with them
but i wanna be like snoop and add some juice into my [?]
and to me that is a metaphor to drowning out my sins
but it’s time to get the gl-ss, come on, let’s do it again
i already lost it, i don’t got nothing to lose
mama know i ain’t repping god and i know she don’t approve
but i write what’s in my heart and what’s in my heart, i cannot refuse
still substance, even though they might not be appraised
god, i hallelu, am i willing to be in true
sometimes my opinion may be “f-ck them, but f-ck you”
is it a sin to express these feelings i deeply have
some to make you cry, some to make you laugh
if this record was a mistake, then lord, forgive me
and to the people judging me, i’m simply living

[chorus]
[?]
[?]

[hook]
why i gotta be myself
why can’t i be somebody else
i feel like the bottom of the shelf
actually, it’s somebody else

- malik elijah

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