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Is this mic on?Hey! Hey! Turn the mic up!Come onI want the micWe bringing up nobody-nobody-nobodyBut the number one rapper in the worldHe done travelled all over the worldHe came back just to give you some gameAll the little boys and girls, come up hereThis for youI done been through a whole lotTrial, tribulation, but I know GodThe Devil wanna put me in a bow tiePray that the holy water don't go dryAs I look around meSo many motherfuckers wanna down meBut an enemigo never drown meIn front of a dirty double-mirror they found me(I love myself)When you lookin' at me, ahh, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the bully(I love myself)Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shyLetras de canciones(I love myself)One day at a time, uhhThey wanna say it's a war outside and a bomb in the streetAnd a gun in the hood and a mob of policeAnd a rock on the corner and a line for the fiendAnd a bottle full of lean and a model on the scene yupThese days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotationI duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basisDreams of reality's peaceBlow steam in the face of the beastThe sky could fall down, the wind could cry nowLook at me motherfucker, I still smile(I love myself)When you lookin' at me, ahh, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the bully(I love myself)Illuminated, oh yeah(I love myself)Baby, I want you, come on!Everybody lookin' at you crazy (Crazy)What you gon' do? (What you gon' do?)Lift up your head and keep moving (Keep moving)Or let the paranoia haunt you? (Haunt you)Peace to fashion police, I wear my heartOn my sleeve, let the runway startYou know the miserable do love companyWhat do you want from me and my scars?Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidenceHow many times my potential was anonymous?How many times the city making me promises?So I promise this, nigga!(I love myself)When you lookin' at me, ahh, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the bully(I love myself)Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy(I love myself)Walk my bare feet (Walk my bare feet)Down, down valley deep (Down, down valley deep)Fi-fie-fo-fum (Fi-fie-fo-fum)My heart undoneI went to war last nightWith an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medicI'ma do it till I get it rightI went to war last nightI've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescentDuckin' every other blessin', I can never see the messageI could never take the lead, I could never bob and weaveFrom a negative and letting them annihilate meAnd it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speedFinna run into a building, lay my body...Not on my time, Not while I'm up hereNot on my time, kill the musicNot on my timeWe could save that shit for the streetsWe could save that shit, this for the kids bro2015, niggas tired of playin' victim dawgNiggas ain't trying to play vic-- since Tutu how many niggas we done lost?Yeah, yeah, how many we done lost?No forreal, answer the question, how many niggas we done lost bro?This, this year aloneExactly. So we ain't got time to waste time my niggaNiggas gotta make time broThe judge make time, you know that, the judge make time right?The judge make time so it ain’t shitIt shouldn’t be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dawgOn the dead homies Charlie P. you know that broYou know thatIt’s mandoAnd I say this because I love you niggas manI love all my niggas broExac — enough said, enough saidWe gon get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty my niggaMic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic checkWe gon do some acapella shit before we get back to --All my niggas listenListen to this:I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase "fuck nigga"He said "think about what you saying: 'Fuck niggas'"No better than Samuel on D'JangoNo better than a white man with slave boatsSound like I needed some soul searchingMy pops gave me some game in real personRetrace my steps on what they never taught meDid my home work fast before governement caught meSo I'ma dedicate this one verse to OprahOn how the infamous, sensitive N-word control usSo many artist gave her an explanation to hold usWell this is my explanation straight from EthiopiaN-E-G-U-S definition: royality King royalty - wait listenN-E-G-U-S description: Black emperor, King, ruler, now let me finishThe history books overlooked the word and hide itAmerica tried to make it to a house dividedThe homies don't recognize we be using it wrongSo I'ma break it down and put my game in the songN-E-G-U-S, say it with meOr say no more. Black stars can come and get meTake it from Oprah WinfreyTell her she right on timeKendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive From Letras Mania