Lyrics Nonbelievers - Homeboy Sandman

Nonbelievers

[Hook
YOU AIN’T TUFF 'NUFF
TO THUMP WITH ME]
I got a girl with my name tattooed on her
I try not to be rude, I try not to switch moods on her
Or put moves on her
She put moves on me, had to put rules on her
I put roofs on her, I put food in her, fuel in her
She get full then I feud with her, but I fool with her
She act cute, drop clues when I’m cruel with her
But I’m cool with her
Cigarette smoke is nasty, hate to walk passed it, do not walk past me
Smoking that bullshit, that shit is pollution
I’m on that old shit, i’m on that new shit
I ain’t gotta do shit, I ain’t gotta prove shit
I done been through shit, I’m like Confucius
But in the future, I hit on Medusa
I was the composer, Rich was the producer (Ayyy!)
I got light brown privilege, not as good as the white one
But it’s still sickening, but it’s no picnic
Actually it is, why the fuck I keep bitching?
Boy Sand, descendant of Ham and hath risen
Don’t look now but the half wit have what?
The half wit have wisdom
Don’t keep lowering the bass my black sista
Blast the fat system
Wooooo