Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Faith , by - Papoose. Song from the album The Nacirema Dream, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.03.2013
Record label: Honorable
Song language: English
Faith |
| I believe |
| I believe |
| I believe |
| I believe |
| (Verse 1: Papoose) |
| I’m feelin grouchy, saucy, hungry |
| Rolocini, new sex, lookin for bruised necks and blondies |
| Won’t make em baby mommies, I just wan em to swallow me |
| Sometimes that be the only thing that calms me |
| Police be actin like Starsky and Hutch |
| These fucks scheming so they could charge me |
| Cops needs colors so they could feel bossy |
| You tryna get yo colors up, you think you Fonzy? |
| I eat a lot of fish and parsley |
| Green vegetables, sweet peas and broccoli |
| Drink a lot of water so it could wash me |
| My homie told me stop eatin rappers, he tryna starve me |
| I ain’t startin trouble but pardon me |
| Rappers get a little hard and start actin cocky |
| Maury Povich need to swab me |
| These dudes used to be my sons like Charles Barkley |
| You think you Scarface? |
| I bet the shower to you |
| Get rid of Tony like 'Melo and Amar’e |
| Man, that’s word to Gadhafi |
| Your war stories put me to sleep, I need some coffee |
| Bragging bout old work, that’s beyond me |
| You ain’t put in no work since a tardy |
| Man, you washed like the laundry |
| You a ex murderer like Ashanti |
| The back of the club, that’s where the gods be |
| Being all that we could be, me and my army |
| They said I can’t rock a party |
| Give me the mike, I’m a rocket, they better launch me |
| My music is judged harshly |
| Everybody making comments, they wanna blog me |
| Knowledge of the game they posses hardly |
| I call em a bunch of meatheads like Archie |
| Haters say they wanna stomp me |
| I know how to weave and bob, no Marley |
| Dig my way up out of a grave if I get bodied |
| Dug er, dug er, they better bury me under concrete |
| Yea, king of New York |
| Yea yea, I’m the king of New York |
| Yea yea, king of New York |
| Yea nigga, I’m the king of New York |