Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The World, artist - Phora.
Date of issue: 10.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The World |
Yeah, |
It’s crazy how cats are trading their respect for some likes |
Talking their shit on twitter but speak less in real life |
All these rapper with their egos always talking their shit |
And can never swallow their pride, so they can swallow a dick |
Well how these rappers wearing red claiming LA and Compton, |
I got no comment I’m from a place where they kill over comments |
These goons will roll up to your window with the beef like its Sonics |
So save your YouTube comments we got nothing in common |
It’s nothing, no problem |
You the fucking son I’m the father |
We trynna turn up on these cats in the back seat of our Honda |
Rolling through Santa Ana bumping Pac just me and my partners |
And some pissed off Mexicans screaming «VIVA LA RAZA!!» |
Like mother FUCK Donald trump that bitch can go and suck a dick off |
And if I seen em I probably knock his fake ass wig off |
Aw, y’all really must’ve got me fucked up |
Like really y’all boys done fucked up |
They switching sides, they telling stories and lies |
But it’s me and eskupe and anthro we Yours Truly it’s just us |
So who the fuck can you trust in a world of snakes huh? |
And what’s it take to get to them pearly gates huh? |
These niggas fake see I can never relate |
So I’m hollerin «fuck the world» |
I know I’m the one they hate huh?! |
R-I-P Tupac, Biggie Smalls, Martin Luther |
Seems like you aint nobody until somebody shoot ya |
These motherfuckers don’t want to see you do good, |
They want you broke dirty and stressed still living in the hood |
Well I say fuck em homie let’s get this money |
Never trust em homie |
Trynna feed my family and put food up in they stomachs homie |
Cause this cold just wants to see us lose |
They couldn’t walk ten feet in my dirty ass shoes my nigga |
I keep it real, fuck how they feel |
Fuck a mil fuck trynna get a deal |
I’m trynna make you feel |
So I’m in the studio 24/7 like everyday |
And I’m running my city, I’m reppin' my team till I’m dead in my grave |
All my niggas is gridding in so many ways I aint never had nobody show me the |
way |
I’ve been trying to get rid of my demons but yo I got devilish ways |
I’m never afraid of no man like, get with the program |
Heard these new rappers albums dawg and I aint no fan |
But for the record, |
Only cats that I fuck with is Cole, Hopsin, and Logic these other cats gotta |
stop it |
What’s poppin I dropped this album out just to tell them I’m a prophet |
These cats only drop albums just to sell and make a profit |
See the difference nigga I’m different nigga quit your bitchin' nigga |
20−20 vision so vivid I see the bitch in niggas |
Holdup I aint done we on a mission to take over the world and y’all can’t come |
See I’ve been coming and ripping these tracks, spit facts (?) I’m back |
I’ve got 99 problems spitting bars aint one |
Yeah, it’s Yours Truly to my grave |
I rather die a free man than live life as a slave |
Look, it’s Yours Truly to my grave |
I rather die a free man than live life as a slave |
Motherfucker |
THE WORLD |
I’m like, the whole world |
Like fuck the, the world |
Like fuck the, the whole world |
Like fuck the world nigga, fuck the whole world |
Fuck, like fuck the whole world nigga |
Like fuck the world nigga, fuck the whole world |
Fuck em, like, fuck the whole world nigga |
Fuck the whole world |