T.I.

I'll Show You
[feat. Pusha T] [Verse 1: T.I.] K. I. N. G Solemn and envy Ridin' in the Bently They wanna send me, back to the pen Hope they give me a ten P Doin' it for my dog, [?] with so case pending [?] And my folk behind the [?] waterboard city [?], keep it pimpin' Tell them hatin' ass law, bitch I'm ball so come get me See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie Didn't need no wheel cause the shit so fly Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit My air so thin need oxygen I'm so fucked up, intoxicants My flow still so stupid competent Competition evidently don't know what they up against Obviously oblivious, in the city I'm serious I'm seriously poppin', I will be the reason why it's hot in here Material you droppin' better push that back, that can't come out this year I got this here, can't stop this, got this like I got blocks in here Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in here I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman Pay niggas no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm deliverin' Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my Letras de cancionesPlan of execution, I'm demandin' retribution First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance Peckerwood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a noose Cause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and affluent They want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruined Nah, nothin' doin' brah, congratulations you a bus' [?] A really great advantage point, so take your vantage point Watch, with the flip of a coin The one they counted out soon become the nigga to join Don't listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin' They speak what I know and think it's over for them [?] Bow back, ya boy got fly high With ten chicks, got high in sha la Niggas stay talkin' all that ca ca No mucho deniro, no habla About my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga [?] How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got 'em [Verse 2: Pusha T] I'll show niggas better than Tell niggas Paint over discussions 'bout Push, I never fail niggas How I'm back Jack, listen, what the hell niggas? This the new God flow, the Holy Grail niggas Can't see me, Book of Eli, it's in Braille niggas I'm on track to be the best, I want Derrelle niggas I bend balls [?] on bitches, I unveil [?] nigga OfficiallyIce, don't at 'em, show and tell nigga Say my brother better? Big deal Big brother, so fuck you, he hammer, can't touch him Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene pool We laugh about it, that's cool I'm at the top and he better? If you think about it, we rule My life is an open book My stuntin' is an open look These gold chains, these stone rings This cocaine that I overcooked I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean'd that fish scale I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toes I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist froze And these ice cubes on my ear lobes Like strobe lights on a fish bowl Supreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callers GOOD Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us From Letras Mania