[Intro] Listen to me! Lala, lala, lala Listen to me! Lala, lala, lala Listen to me Lala, lala, lala Listen to me! [Chorus] What I gotta do in order for you just to listen to me[x2] What I gotta do [Verse 1] Listen to me What have I got to do to get respect and get the money Seems a lot a dudes is makin moves, dem beatin those, whos paid their dues They cheated, its like they break the rules, criminals Not excusin me an you, sittin down, for interviews What demons do in schools ok but view the news not able to do shit Cause I aint even in the mode, I wanna be famous too I wanna be makin news so I can put ma kids through school Get em out an wash some hair that I can run ma fingers through, but she probably be singing too And what I gotta do, in order for you, to just, to just listen to me! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Hey D, I dont think they heard dat They all up in d beat an dont know where d fuck the words at But if I say i serve crack could be up in the trap Knuckle heads they give me d yapp an then they An thats bull when you try to supply dem wit somen good An they look you all up in d face, like what d fuck! Its like Im tryna wine an dine em but they only want McDonalds But I gotta switch my diet up, the garbage they be buyin up That aint food for thinkin man, cause thats d dummy cuisine shit Believing as am preaching because i got reach back for the piece to reach the highing and increase that more That breakin boundaries we screaming we need to see that more Cause when you slack off an take d back door to get your stacks A man need meals an all you get from him is snacks Back to dem classic formats, prime an closed mind open wit dem crowbar raps Send a boom and a bap who says my swing is like an aluminium bat you in the back you feelin that Your like Jeff say, all that im cooking is the fresh way So bow heads say grace then yall can press play Garlic, cinni, bars with vinni make yah breath stink The whole planet brought organic, the rest aint I stretch the ink i guess the estimate the paint water the rest is just a tray Some blessed with just a leap of faith Fuck what people say especially today its like they sleep away with nothing you need to say Whole team of fakes and they playing keep away We dream of being great and hope legacy into place Def Dee can relate, Ive been freaking this way I keep my folks close, those of you wicked away Audio jump outta ya sound I left the mic as evidence so clip! Loaded with rounds, 145 pounds puttin classes down And if you didnt know by now, you better listen to me [Chorus] [Outro] Listen to me [x3]
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