Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rumors, artist - Lil Keke. Album song Birds Fly South, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.03.2003
Record label: Avarice
Song language: English
Rumors |
Stop stop, spreading those rumors around |
Stop stop, spreading those lies |
Stop stop, spreading those rumors around |
Stop stop, spreading those lies |
(get your mind off, get your mind off me) |
I don’t wanna talk about it, (rumors) |
I don’t give a damn about it, (life) |
What y’all think about it |
Making my money, I’m all about it |
What ya doing where ya been, how ya living my man |
You done asked me all that, ain’t even shook my hand |
They say I’m sick, broke don’t even got a car |
Riding around the city, fronting like I’m a star |
Here we go again, tal’n bout guess what they said |
Keke laying in the hospital, he damn near dead |
Now picture this, me being less of a man |
To play the cards I was dealt, then show you my hand |
Everytime I turn around, I got a knife in my back |
I got these folks in my face, because I’m young and black |
I’m making moves, making sure I’m keeping it smooth |
Get your own mind your own, everything’ll be cool |
You gotta catch up with yourself, and try to do something |
Figure out the life you living, and quit bumping |
Cause me give up on the game, I doubt it |
The rumors in the air, but I ain’t talking about it cause me |
Ain’t that the Don, like he’s suppose to be rich |
But they say he caught a case, now he’s a so called snitch |
Ain’t that funny, how shit change every week |
I’m seeing certain people man, I won’t even speak |
It’s getting deep, the fellas getting worse as the women |
Friends from last year, are now sour as a lemon |
He said she said, that’s all you hear |
That’s why I’m quick to catch ghost, so vanish or disappear |
City to city state to state, a different house and gate |
A different license plate, the haters hate |
Wait, to catch you coming up short |
Sticking to the G code, so I hustle with heart |
Every year about this time, it goes down |
The gossip get thick, and start spreading around |
You gotta focus on your paper baby, keep on trucking |
And don’t sweat the competition, they ain’t tal’n bout nothing |
But it’s a trip, how the word gets out |
You got my name in your mouth, you must be talking about |
So for the last time, 'fore I leave it alone |
You got some real important bidness, won’t you mind your own cause me |
Another day another dollar, money gotta be made |
Early birds get the worm, I’m jumping up getting paid |
I’m just a young man, trying to live my life |
I gotta make it through the day, so I can pray at night |
And what about you playa, how you living these days |
You still hating everybody, with your devilish ways |
You need to slow down low down, don’t get yourself to' down |
The route you going, your whole ship bout to go down |
For real, take you two steps back |
'Fore you slip the wrong way, and catch a counter attack |
Jealousy leads to hate, hate leads to death |
I’m trying to take another step, you wanna ruin my rep |
Cause me, I don’t wanna talk about it |
And these lies everywhere, don’t give a damn about it |
And these rumors, they gon' be here forever |
But me fall short to that shit, no never me |
Stop stop, spreading those rumors around |
Stop stop, spreading those lies |
Stop stop, spreading those rumors around |
Stop stop, spreading those lies |
Stop stop, spreading these lies |