Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Weapon, artist - Malik ElijahDate of issue: 12.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Weapon |
| Why I gotta be myself |
| Why can’t I be somebody else |
| I feel like the bottom of the shelf |
| Actually, it’s somebody else |
| it’s time to say |
| it’s time to struggle |
| it’s time, I’m putting my own self up on the muzzle |
| puzzle, a lot of pieces look the same |
| Let me check a different frame; |
| wait they still look the same |
| Really, nothing really changed, and loop-de-loop |
| This won’t get me in the coup |
| I don’t have no fairy dust that’ll make all these problems go poof |
| I’ve gotta make a move |
| I can’t be the one up on the stoop, I’m sensing up with every step |
| I should really hang loose |
| While the kids playing, I’m over here kicking rocks |
| They’ve got the new Jordan’s, I’ve got a hole in my sock |
| I see the fresh fits, all I got is hand-me-downs |
| The polo was actually in the trash now |
| The trash that they, they never mattered |
| Now when somebody talk shit, my nigga, I am flattered |
| Every time you say my name, nigga, that is free promotion |
| So keep on with your talking, Ima keep coasting |
| Why I gotta be myself |
| Why can’t I be somebody else |
| I feel like the bottom of the shelf |
| Actually, it’s somebody else |
| Tell us how to sweat |
| Tell us how to error |
| when I look into the mirror |
| My parents told me if they gave us I’d never dance with them |
| But I wanna be like Snoop and add some juice into my |
| And to me that is a metaphor to drowning out my sins |
| But it’s time to get the glass, come on, let’s do it again |
| I already lost it, I don’t got nothing to lose |
| Mama know I ain’t repping God and I know she don’t approve |
| But I write what’s in my heart and what’s in my heart, I cannot refuse |
| Still substance, even though they might not be appraised |
| God, I hallelu, am I willing to be in true |
| Sometimes my opinion may be «Fuck them, but fuck you» |
| Is it a sin to express these feelings I deeply have |
| Some to make you cry, some to make you laugh |
| If this record was a mistake, then Lord, forgive me |
| And to the people judging me, I’m simply living |
| Why I gotta be myself |
| Why can’t I be somebody else |
| I feel like the bottom of the shelf |
| Actually, it’s somebody else |