This song is no. 6 off the “2014 Forest Hills Drive” album.
If you have a high quality piano, that can record at normal levels, would you try to use that piano to record or use an old sample with noise and distortion on it? Well, if you want to know the answer to that question, listen to this song. It’s not like he didn’t have access to better recorded samples, but he chose to use this in his track because he wanted to. After all, it’s his track. But I really wish that he had used a better quality sample. The raps sound really great, with nice and meaningful lyrics. The only let down in this song is the sample.
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Scale: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 90 [INTRO] Ebm [HOOK] Ebm Nigga why you actin' like a ho? Ebm Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go Ebm Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time Ebm When you tell me you love me, can't you see im tryna climb Ebm Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch Ebm If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich? Ebm Come here baby why you always insecure? Ebm Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure Ebm Ain't a way around it no more, I am the greatest Ebm A lotta niggas sat on the thrown, I am the latest Ebm I am the bravest, go toe to toe with the giants Ebm I ain't afraid of you niggas, I'll end up fading you niggas Ebm 'Fore it's all said and done, this nigga need medicine Ebm My uzi it weighed a ton, I need me a better gun Ebm In fact I just might need two, cuz niggas say they the one Ebm And I got something to prove Ebm Forgive me lord here they come, BLAOOW [HOOK] Ebm Nigga why you actin' like a ho? Ebm Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go Ebm Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time Ebm When you tell me you love me, can't you see im tryna climb Ebm Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch Ebm If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich? Ebm Come here baby why you always insecure? Ebm Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure Ebm My inhibitions, fighting my intuition Ebm Premature premontion Ebm Showin me the demoliton of these phony niggas Ebm So ahead of my time Ebm Even when I rhyme about the future I be reminiscing Ebm You want the truth well come and listen Ebm I'm like that time you bagged a dime Ebm And checked ya phone and saw it was a number missing Ebm As fate passes you by half of you try Ebm The other half of you fry, too high to actually fly Ebm One day yall have to decide, who you gon be Ebm A scary nigga or a nigga thats gon' rule like me Ebm Keep it true like me, Cole you might be Ebm Like the new Ice Cube, meets the new Ice-T Ebm Meets 2 Live Crew, meets the new Spike Lee Ebm Meets Bruce like Wayne, meets Bruce like Lee Ebm Meets '02 Lil Wayne, in a new white tee Ebm Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOOOW [HOOK] Ebm Nigga why you actin' like a ho? Ebm Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go Ebm Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time Ebm When you tell me you love me, can't you see im tryna climb Ebm Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch Ebm If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich? Ebm Come here baby why you always insecure? Ebm Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure Ebm (Who's the king?) Ebm Came from the bottom nigga, with stains on my shirt Ebm What you expected from me, I came from the dirt Ebm (Who's the king?) Ebm Money my motivator, the songs that I sing Ebm Picture a peasant passin' from pawn to a King Ebm You tell me ya still love me, if so then let me go Ebm Will I return or will I burn, never know Ebm Look in my eyes and see the future Ebm But dont sugar coat it Ebm History repeats itself and thats just how it goes Ebm Same way that these rappers always bite each others flows Ebm Same thing that my nigga Elvis did with Rock n Roll Ebm Justin Timberlake, Eminem, and then Macklemore Ebm While silly niggas argue over who gone snatch the crown Ebm Look around my nigga white people have snatched the sound Ebm This year I’ll prolly go to the awards dappered down Ebm Watch Iggy win a Grammy as I try to crack a smile Ebm I'm just playin', but all good jokes contain true shit Ebm Same rope you climb up on, they'll hang you with Ebm But not Jermaine, my aim too sick Ebm I bang nigga, I came to bring the pain my brain too quick Ebm You see how I maneuver this game, I ain't stupid Ebm I recognize that life is a dream, and I dream lucid Ebm And break the chains and change minds, one verse at a time Ebm And claim that you sick, and fuck it if the truth is Ebm Who's the king? Ebm We all kings Ebm (We all kings nigga) Ebm Kings of ourselves first and foremost Ebm (True) Ebm While the people debate who's the king of this rap game Ebm Here comes lil' ol' Jermaine Ebm With every ounce of strength in his veins Ebm To snatch the crown from whoever y'all think has it Ebm But rather than place it on his head as soon as he grabs it Ebm Poof, boom, paow, it's like magic Ebm With a flash and a BANG the crown disintegrates Ebm And falls from the Earth from which it came Ebm It's done Ebm Ain't gonna be no more kings Ebm Be wary of any man that claims Ebm Because deep down he claims onto the need for power Ebm But reality he's a coward Ebm Ultimately he's scared to die Ebm And sometimes so am I Ebm But when I'm in tune with the most high Ebm I realise Ebm The fear lies in my lack of awareness of the other side Ebm Today I know that we are the same Ebm Are the same, you and I Ebm Different kind of skin, different set of eyes Ebm Two different minds, but only one God Ebm (It's only one God nigga) Ebm It's for all the kings Ebm Cause deep down I know every pore just wanna be loved
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