Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yours Truly, artist - SOL. Album song Yours Truly, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.01.2012
Record label: Sol
Song language: English
Yours Truly |
I write this song, for my family |
For my fans, friends, and enemies |
I want to tell this to you tell it, tell it to your face |
But I speak so much better when the beat breaks |
They used to make fun of my stutter like every day |
So I got high to slow my mind and to levitate |
Been writin' punch lines since I found an empty page |
Fuck the rap game |
More than an emcee mayne |
Forget your bars, your boxes |
This is hip hop, and not the non-sense |
You only live once, as far as I can tell |
So I break through this music like I’m out of jail |
This is Huey |
This is Bobby |
This is Malcolm |
This is Pac |
This is you |
This is me |
This is us |
This is god |
This is so much more than sixteen bars |
This is from me to you, stay true to who you are |
Hey, ho, hey |
You don’t know me man |
When I be on stage |
All you see is fame |
So you scream my name |
But you don’t know me man |
Hey, ho, hey |
You don’t know me man |
When you bump my songs |
You like to judge them all |
As if you knew me y’all |
But you don’t know me man |
My homies want to smoke |
These ladies want to fuck |
And rappers want me to rap on every single cut |
But I nip and tuck |
Myself in the cut |
I know you give me love, but I need to get in touch |
See you could really see, see who is really me |
23 deep |
Yours truly Still incomplete |
Soon as the beat cast me out your alley in the Philippines |
Fila and Manila Rest in peace to the Billy Jean |
Author, the king |
He taught me everything |
I was probably three feet tall Moon walking towards my dream |
I’m a product of the 90's |
Product of a black mama |
White papa Clinton-Bush-Obama foreign policy |
I took a time machine |
To my birth date |
Change my birth place |
To the land of the earth quake |
If my mama would’ve had me in Haiti this verse would say |
Sak pase' |
You don’t know me man |
Rap is what I do |
But not who I am |
If you ever been judged by someone for something you understand |
I’m a simple man |
Not so different |
Just cause I sing about women in my music doesn’t mean I’m pimping them |
I fell in love once |
But I’ve tried many times |
Lost the most beautiful girl Then spit lines and many dimes |
But it’s never quite the same |
First night they give me brain |
Then the next morning ask me if Sol’s my real name |
My man say ‘find out who you are and be it' |
We just happen to be in the public so you see it |
That’s why you think you know me |
But you are not my homie |
I used to be a stoner |
Now I am just Mr. Lonely |
We only on this cold world for a minute |
That’s why I treat the good like piano keys and hit it |
I get it |
Like it is supposed to be got |
While on the rise I don’t mind |
If you know me or not |
Suck up |