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letra de no love - royce da 5'9" & 100 kufis

[verse 1: royce da 5’9″]
okay
uncut, righteous, living large, my lane’s small
gun-b-tt knife ya, living god, insane bars
runs up cypress, stealing cars to blame paul
son of [?], jigga, nas, and james todd
we addressin’ all who claim to be the new gang starr
where bmf lamar meets bars, we the new rainfall
this is tax season, you gotta deal with me annually
n-ggas rap beefin’, you gotta deal with me manually
gentrified n-ggas, known to fit the disguise n-ggas (woo)
“make sure you hit the like b-tton, don’t forget to subscribe” n-ggas
gotta keep my pride and that diamond tiara
tire marks on my mind, even a whiter fedora
the message of the times affects the mind of tomorrow
you couldn’t hold a star up to my kwanzaa kinara
now take your conversations about ryan nominations
and your hatred and go play some sh-t like i am not [?], b-tch

[chorus: 100 kufis]
they ain’t gonna tell you they love you
they’d rather try to strip away all your accolades
and they don’t really give a f-ck what we have to say
and got the nerve to say “why do we act this way”
they ain’t gonna tell you they love you
they’d rather try to strip away all your accolades
and they don’t really give a f-ck what we have to say
and got the nerve to say “why do we act this way”, yeah
[verse 2: 100 kufis]
uh, they say i’m the hottest out of this state and it’s obvious
all ’em years i was locked inside of a gate, they made a monster
but not like the loch ness out of a lake
like the lockness out of a sock you get clocked upside of your face
you ain’t gotta try to relate, i ain’t asking you for your empathy
my lil’ cousin twenty and now in a penitentiary
before he caught a case, he was sellin’ quarters and weight
til’ the winners got court ordered, now he servin’ a quarter century
couldn’t teach us the history, let alone the science
back when the music was pure, our teachers was poor and righteous
couldn’t afford they vices so they gave us advice
like “don’t make the mistakes i’ve made or you’re payin’ the price”
family members on the pipe and at night they had pipe dreams
you rappers not tight but the type that wear tight jeans
but type on your device like you really writin’ a nice scheme
i was writin’ better than that when i was nineteen
it might seem like the rap scene is collapsing
perhaps, i’m spending too much time relaxing
feminism got max tryna be more like maxine
where criticism can’t be taken like it’s a vaccine
so before you get your panties in a bunch
i want the smoke so reconsider before handing me the dutch
insanity is much resembled as a man who’s had enough
i’m goin’ out with a bang before my hands back in them cuffs, motherf-cker
[chorus: 100 kufis]
they ain’t gonna tell you they love you
they’d rather try to strip away all your accolades
and they don’t really give a f-ck what we have to say
and got the nerve to say “why do we act this way”
they ain’t gonna tell you they love you
they’d rather try to strip away all your accolades
and they don’t really give a f-ck what we have to say
and got the nerve to say “why do we act this way”, yeah

- royce da 59 100 kufis

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