Nigga
• Written by Dutron
(Intro)
Man I’m so good
So good that it’s stupid
Shit I’m just stupid good
Verse 1
Yeah yeah niggaz in the hoodz do ya hear me
niggaz in the hoodz do ya hear
put your hand up in the air if you hear me bro
put your hands up in the air if you hear me bro
I grew up to become something different nigga
I’m still running for the distance nigga
Aberrant was nothing I ever envisioned
My vocabulary was never this excessive
I’m worried these words aren’t clever or impressive
Learning how to use syllables all cyclical was difficult
So if my dick ain’t stiff I’m miserable
Shit here I go niggaz i
I ain’t used to be explicit till I gave off an image
I shaved off my critics with my grimace
Bitch you’d be thankful if I was a gimmick
Fuck you for making me livid
Damn, do I always sound imprisoned?
Verse 2
yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
here we go again
I was born for this shit made a livin for shit
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, I'm not gay, faggot
wanna change change the fucking neighbourhood
Aye, hold your head homie, look
Yeah, I don't want no picture with the mayor of barnsley
i just wanna talk with great man
Yeah for the boys in the hoodz
And my nigga never walkin' again white people
callin ya a fuckin' niggaz
Apologize if I'm harpin' again
Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, I'm not gay, faggot
fucking maggot fucking a faggot
I know these shit happen often
Battling sanity often results in hilarity
It pretends it’s a soul in a entity
I been buildin' me a house
Back home in the South Side of france
Won't believe what it's costin'
And it's fit for a king, right?
Or a nigga that could sing
And explain at it cost him
verse 3
My sixteen birthday should've came with a coffin
Fuck the fame and the fortune
Well, maybe not the fortune
But one thing is for sure though
The fame is exhaustin' do you why '
am a frickin nigga
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About the Artist
Dutron
Member since October 20 2017