作词 : M Mathers/R. Montgomery/B Chambers/R. Spence Jr 作曲 : M Mathers/R. Montgomery/B Chambers/R. Spence Jr Tay Keith, **** these *****s up! Yeah Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops Daybed, iPod "May-back," Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops (Uh) K-Fed, iHop Playtex, icebox (Yeah) That's how much we have in common (Yah!) That's how much we have in common (Woah!) Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) That's how much we have in common (Yeah!) That's how much we have in common (Woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!) I don't do Jordans and Audemars I do explosions and Molotovs Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed I blow the smoke from the car exhaust Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy I don't gotta hire goons I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely The sky is blue, the tires new The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy Why these dudes tryna figure out How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?) I'm confused tryna figure out How to do Kapri Styles and Mya G Everybody doin' chick joints Prolly rob these little dudes at fist point 'Member everybody used to bite Nickel Now everybody doin' Bitcoin We don't got nothin' in common (No!) We don't got nothin' in common (No!) Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups On them uppers-and-downers (Woo!) I'm into stuff like doublin' commas Find me a brother who's solid To count this **** up and then bust this **** down When the cops hit us up, we can flush this **** down We cannot give a ****, ****, a ******' colonic Sellin' your **** and your butt for a follower Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts To dropped in the park in a pile of **** Knowledge is power, but powerless If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin' We can spit it for your advance I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants You ******— Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops (Yeah) Daybed, iPod "May-back," Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops (Uh) K-Fed, iHop Playtex, icebox (Yeah) That's how much we have in common (Yah!) That's how much we have in common (Woah!) Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) That's how much we have in common (Yuh!) That's how much we have in common (Woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us— You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!) The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!) But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!) Like you was gonna do somethin' Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!) And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin' You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery *****, you ain't plugged into nothin' Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!) And gats cock, your partners better tool up This has not to do with muscular But have **** for sure, you better put a Strap on, other words if you're gonna Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal 'Cause this bar is over your head So you better— Have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!) Oh, you run the streets, huh? Now you wanna come and **** with me, huh? This little ****-**cker, he must be feelin' himself He wants to keep up his tough demeanour So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah) But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun And I'm talkin' to you But you already know who the **** you are, Kelly I don't use sublims and sure as **** don't sneak-diss But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie I keep on telling mother*******s But, just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories Jarred like strawberry or pineapple apricot jelly I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off Like a ******' cocked semi-***** Demigod Let me put a ******' ******** on this little Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew Obviously, I'm not getting through We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma Heavy artille—ry, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell With a mother******' heart bigger than Bizarre's belly Only time you'll ever say I lost You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy Just to try to get me off of ya Better hope I don't call Trick Trick *****, this **** don't fly in our city Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me That I'd be the most hated, though made it So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it 'Cause life is a *****, she's a bow-legged ** But now those days are over I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open My code name is groper, I role play with lotion I ****ed on the world then I throw away the Trojan Old lederhosen with home-made explosives I'll blow eighty holes in you Don't make me go in, I O. J. the flows And I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin' A double-edge sword, it cuts both ways, I poke and I stick and I turn in a rotating motion Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals Stick my **** and put the tip in at minimal I'm ******' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my ******** I'm a ******' invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable That you *****es ******' with, the original I consider me and Nickel identical ('Dentical!)— But not us The only thing we have in common's I'm a **** and you suck Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other None come close to skunk, bug, soldier Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster (Yeah!) That's how much we have in common (Yah!) That's how much we have in common (Woah!) Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) That's how much we have in common (Yeah!) That's how much we have in common (Woo!) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us— (Man, **** this ****, let's go)
[00:00.000] 作词 : M Mathers/R. Montgomery/B Chambers/R. Spence Jr [00:00.000] 作曲 : M Mathers/R. Montgomery/B Chambers/R. Spence Jr [00:00.000]Tay Keith, **** these *****s up! [00:04.510]Yeah [00:14.050]Brain dead, eye drops [00:15.720]Pain meds, cyclops [00:17.500]Daybed, iPod [00:19.250]"May-back," Maybach [00:20.950]Trainwrecks, sidewalks [00:22.620]Payless, high-tops (Uh) [00:24.320]K-Fed, iHop [00:26.040]Playtex, icebox (Yeah) [00:27.790]That's how much we have in common (Yah!) [00:29.460]That's how much we have in common (Woah!) [00:31.160]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) [00:32.910]That's how much we have in common (Yeah!) [00:34.630]That's how much we have in common (Woo!) [00:36.360]That's how much we have in common [00:37.610]We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!) [00:41.450]I don't do Jordans and Audemars [00:43.200]I do explosions and Molotovs [00:44.930]Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed [00:46.550]I blow the smoke from the car exhaust [00:48.300]Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me [00:51.640]I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy [00:55.240]I don't gotta hire goons [00:56.390]I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely [00:58.510]The sky is blue, the tires new [00:59.870]The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy [01:02.010]Why these dudes tryna figure out [01:03.370]How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?) [01:05.430]I'm confused tryna figure out [01:06.760]How to do Kapri Styles and Mya G [01:08.910]Everybody doin' chick joints [01:10.340]Prolly rob these little dudes at fist point [01:11.990]'Member everybody used to bite Nickel [01:13.690]Now everybody doin' Bitcoin [01:15.700]We don't got nothin' in common (No!) [01:17.420]We don't got nothin' in common (No!) [01:19.090]Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups [01:20.840]On them uppers-and-downers (Woo!) [01:22.570]I'm into stuff like doublin' commas [01:24.340]Find me a brother who's solid [01:25.520]To count this **** up and then bust this **** down [01:27.110]When the cops hit us up, we can flush this **** down [01:28.890]We cannot give a ****, ****, a ******' colonic [01:30.740]Sellin' your **** and your butt for a follower [01:32.390]Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff [01:34.170]Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics [01:36.750]Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts [01:38.270]To dropped in the park in a pile of **** [01:39.810]Knowledge is power, but powerless [01:40.960]If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it [01:42.680]Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it [01:44.430]Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin' [01:46.210]We can spit it for your advance [01:47.590]I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants [01:49.810]You ******— [01:50.150]Brain dead, eye drops [01:51.770]Pain meds, cyclops (Yeah) [01:53.500]Daybed, iPod [01:55.140]"May-back," Maybach [01:56.890]Trainwrecks, sidewalks [01:58.640]Payless, high-tops (Uh) [02:00.340]K-Fed, iHop [02:01.990]Playtex, icebox (Yeah) [02:03.740]That's how much we have in common (Yah!) [02:05.460]That's how much we have in common (Woah!) [02:07.160]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) [02:08.940]That's how much we have in common (Yuh!) [02:10.580]That's how much we have in common (Woo!) [02:12.330]That's how much we have in common [02:13.590]We are not alike, there's nada like us— [02:15.750]You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!) [02:18.210]The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!) [02:20.010]But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!) [02:21.740]Like you was gonna do somethin' [02:23.040]Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!) [02:24.580]And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin' [02:26.330]You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery [02:28.580]*****, you ain't plugged into nothin' [02:30.100]Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!) [02:31.740]And gats cock, your partners better tool up [02:33.330]This has not to do with muscular [02:34.980]But have **** for sure, you better put a [02:36.890]Strap on, other words if you're gonna [02:38.660]Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal [02:40.780]'Cause this bar is over your head [02:42.240]So you better— Have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!) [02:44.880]Oh, you run the streets, huh? [02:46.370]Now you wanna come and **** with me, huh? [02:48.170]This little ****-**cker, he must be feelin' himself [02:50.260]He wants to keep up his tough demeanour [02:52.060]So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah) [02:54.680]But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne [02:56.220]If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun [02:58.180]And I'm talkin' to you [02:59.250]But you already know who the **** you are, Kelly [03:01.570]I don't use sublims and sure as **** don't sneak-diss [03:03.870]But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie [03:05.670]I keep on telling mother*******s [03:06.930]But, just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories [03:09.200]Jarred like strawberry or pineapple apricot jelly [03:11.660]I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off [03:13.560]Like a ******' cocked semi-***** Demigod [03:15.130]Let me put a ******' ******** on this little [03:16.880]Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me [03:18.890]You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew [03:21.010]Obviously, I'm not getting through [03:22.680]We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma [03:25.030]Heavy artille—ry, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell [03:27.380]With a mother******' heart bigger than Bizarre's belly [03:29.260]Only time you'll ever say I lost [03:30.750]You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy [03:32.610]Just to try to get me off of ya [03:33.860]Better hope I don't call Trick Trick [03:35.040]*****, this **** don't fly in our city [03:36.860]Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy [03:40.160]Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me [03:42.140]That I'd be the most hated, though made it [03:43.530]So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it [03:45.200]'Cause life is a *****, she's a bow-legged ** [03:46.790]But now those days are over [03:47.760]I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open [03:49.430]My code name is groper, I role play with lotion [03:51.100]I ****ed on the world then I throw away the Trojan [03:53.900]Old lederhosen with home-made explosives [03:55.520]I'll blow eighty holes in you [03:56.510]Don't make me go in, I O. J. the flows [03:57.970]And I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman [03:59.720]I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole [04:01.420]As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin' [04:03.220]A double-edge sword, it cuts both ways, I poke and [04:04.970]I stick and I turn in a rotating motion [04:08.180]Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals [04:10.350]Stick my **** and put the tip in at minimal [04:11.580]I'm ******' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my ******** [04:13.440]I'm a ******' invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick [04:15.710]A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable [04:17.300]That you *****es ******' with, the original [04:18.530]I consider me and Nickel identical ('Dentical!)— But not us [04:20.850]The only thing we have in common's I'm a **** and you suck [04:23.600]Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other [04:25.580]None come close to skunk, bug, soldier [04:27.330]Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older [04:29.060]Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster [04:30.700]Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster [04:32.480]Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster (Yeah!) [04:34.590]That's how much we have in common (Yah!) [04:36.320]That's how much we have in common (Woah!) [04:38.070]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah) [04:39.790]That's how much we have in common (Yeah!) [04:41.440]That's how much we have in common (Woo!) [04:43.240]That's how much we have in common [04:44.440]We are not alike, there's nada like us— [04:46.560](Man, **** this ****, let's go)
