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(Yung Ro talking) Yeah, nobody, you know I like this here, give me a chance to vent ya know Give ya me, not all the bull shit ya feel me, listen look (Yung Ro) Nobody thought Yung Ro would flow like this Used to have to leave the Southern region to get a flow like this So now that I flow like this, they all feelin Ro Thankin nobody damn you killin' em Ro With that young prophet soul, real spiritual flow And at that moment nuthin' is alive what you hear in ya soul You are, hearin' the Ro shh peep when I'm rappin How ya chest tingle that mean sumthin' major gonna happen Ay, I speak the future niggaz gotta feel me Cuz curious bitches gon bop then jealousy gon kill me But I be kickin it wit jesus, relaxin, havin' a toast Laughin,cuz you never really feel what you really hated most The truth, and that will forever live Through every person that I touched and every good deed that I did I am nobody cock sucka, face the nine You can't kill nobody son ya wastin' ya time It ain't me, and this gift is a hand me down But hatas gonna leave blue blockers in order to stand me shine Older catz watched me close and say I was way too cocky But pretendin' to be my friend and feel the oppurtunity stop me Watch me, do my thang real is all I flow Letras de cancionesBecause speakin' the truth and shit talkin' is all I know And all I flow is do-do, we got me so high Oh no, Ro-Ro, don't tell no lies So I, was paint the picture for the dead to see But those who sleep through life awake focus,listen to me Lyrics like kodak film, I snap life when I tell it Give it to you, let you plan it way before you feel it I bin the, best of the best even the worst of the worst So you get my pain, tears, and pride when I'm spittin' a verse So every pin-stroke I live both wisdom and truth Not what I seen, heard, or read daddy my livin' is proof Live in the booth or on the set of art or porto lies So through my words of expressions I remained immortalised Ya artists, deaf ya mortal guys But of course, theres more to lies Than rappin' to bull shit egos gettin' rich from recordin' lies And any man recordin I understands he's a point of history I meditate you hit the beat nobody's the mystery I'm legendary remember then heaven dared it How I did it for the movement and remained secondary And with every second carryin it with the weight of the world on my back While dodgin' jumpin' obstacles and still remainin' on track I spit for niggaz stuck in deep thought Take heed to what them streets talk They know, because the streets talk Speak truth, none of that sweet talk And we rock, every bit of the streets in us in this music And I worked hard to feel my rappin' and my pride won't let me lose it So when you pick up a CD and theres a feature wit Ro on it Get nuthin' but real, no gimmics and ain't no shit that's a promise To be honest I don't even like rap, just expressin my thoughts The rap game cludded with foolishness and very unnessisary talk But fuck that, to the hide on my flow is fuck them politics Still workin' on radio shit my curse done stuck on knowledge But trust me, Gyeah see I know what I'm doin' I am destined for this I am the future of Houston Nobody nigga please, Come on I'm the realest rappa alive till y'all prove me wrong Do you believe? (Yung Ro talking) Gyeah, Gyeah, nigga, Yung Ro One, Paid in Phull, one and two Yung Ro, on the three to the who want it? Wait for my album cousin, self entitled Nobody, the man who switched Yo, cop that shit From Letras Mania