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I'll Show You

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  • 作词 : T.I.
    作曲 : T.I.
    K. I. N. G
    Solemn and envy
    Ridin' in the
    BentlyThey wanna send me, back to the pen
    Hope they give me a ten
    PDoin' it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)
    And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin'
    Tell them hatin' ass law, *******
    I'm ball so come get me
    See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
    Didn't need no wheel cause the *******t so fly
    Up, up and away, so far up at the top
    I si******y air so thin need oxygen
    I'm so ****** 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 VI
    P, all eyes on me like they think
    Pac in here
    I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman
    Pay *******s no concern, ain't no
    DiGornio,
    I'm deliverin'
    Center of attention, my
    P.O. just threw a wrench in my
    Plan of execution,
    I'm demandin' retribution
    First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
    *******wood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a noose
    Cause they see a *******s 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 ******* to join
    Don't listen to the gossip or cut, them *******s 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
    *******s 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 *******s better than
    Tell *******s
    Paint over discussions 'bout
    Push, I never fail *******s
    How I'm back
    Jack, listen, what the hell *******s?
    This the new
    God flow, the
    Holy Grail *******s
    Can't see me,
    Book of Eli, it's in
    Braille *******s
    I'm on track to be the best,
    I want Derrelle *******s
    I bend *******(?) on *******,
    I unveil(?) *******
    Officially
    Ice, don't at 'em, show and tell *******
    Say my brother better?
    Big dealBig brother, so ******* 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 ******* 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, **** dealers, shot callers
    GOOD Music,
    Grand Hustle, what the block taught us
  • 作词 : T.I.
    作曲 : T.I.
    K. I. N. G
    Solemn and envy
    Ridin' in the
    BentlyThey wanna send me, back to the pen
    Hope they give me a ten
    PDoin' it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)
    And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin'
    Tell them hatin' ass law, *******
    I'm ball so come get me
    See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
    Didn't need no wheel cause the *******t so fly
    Up, up and away, so far up at the top
    I si******y air so thin need oxygen
    I'm so ****** 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 VI
    P, all eyes on me like they think
    Pac in here
    I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman
    Pay *******s no concern, ain't no
    DiGornio,
    I'm deliverin'
    Center of attention, my
    P.O. just threw a wrench in my
    Plan of execution,
    I'm demandin' retribution
    First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
    *******wood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a noose
    Cause they see a *******s 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 ******* to join
    Don't listen to the gossip or cut, them *******s 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
    *******s 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 *******s better than
    Tell *******s
    Paint over discussions 'bout
    Push, I never fail *******s
    How I'm back
    Jack, listen, what the hell *******s?
    This the new
    God flow, the
    Holy Grail *******s
    Can't see me,
    Book of Eli, it's in
    Braille *******s
    I'm on track to be the best,
    I want Derrelle *******s
    I bend *******(?) on *******,
    I unveil(?) *******
    Officially
    Ice, don't at 'em, show and tell *******
    Say my brother better?
    Big dealBig brother, so ******* 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 ******* 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, **** dealers, shot callers
    GOOD Music,
    Grand Hustle, what the block taught us