Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Involved, artist - Ubi.
Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Song language: English
Involved |
Dope, dope |
Dope, dope |
Hands callous, hard work is a talent |
Blood on my jeans raw, Earth on my palette |
Develop taste for the sweet and the sour then |
I see how it is, now I speak for the powerless |
In victory, I write a speech of empowerment |
Learn the difference between the meek and the cowardice |
See I don’t live like a sheik in the palace |
On a peak in the mountains, lemme keep this in balance |
I live somewhere between the streets and the calculus |
Somewhere between a voodoo priest and an alchemist |
Paralysis about as deep as your malice |
Eat a shroom, grow a hundred feet like Alice |
I’m analyzing who I’m chiefing my flower with |
Eyeing all the people surrounding him |
Creeping out the miss miss |
Tripping off the trees and out the lips |
Gotta watch what did he say cause he the counterfeit |
For now, I’ma fall back till it even out a bit |
Do whatever you want bruh, just leave me out of it |
Yeah |
You can say that you ballin' |
But we know it’s all rented, credit card debted |
I ain’t involved in it |
Portrayin' a false image and lyin' |
Claimin' you authentic you fraud biditch |
I ain’t involved in it |
So if you’re all finished using your talent that’s God-given and call it quits, |
well |
I ain’t involved in it |
Tell Ben that I ain’t in it |
They calling me Paul, it’s y’all business, just sayin' |
I ain’t involved in it |
Deep in the fog of war many die and men are dogs |
The petty call up on the genocide of pedagogues |
I been a cog in a machine that never spins at all |
I been a pawn, I been a peter boy, I been a Paul |
I been a eye up on on the needle when I’m stitching gauze |
I been a open wide receiver when I get the ball |
This shit’ll hit the walls, hit the fan, hit the stalls |
The kid that call it best, tripping off of fentanyl |
I ain’t in this to retire off of quick applause |
I got into the game to energize your inner thoughts |
I’m with the cars, armed and ready riding, win or loss |
Fire up the pen cause y’all drying up like menopause |
I ain’t tryin' to get involved, you wanna break a boo |
Bend the law, it’s fine, pray to god, a synagogue |
Pray that I fall like Biggie Smalls |
Maybe God’ll forgive us all, maybe not, Ricky Ross |
You can say that you ballin' |
But we know it’s all rented, credit card debted |
I ain’t involved in it |
Portrayin' a false image and lyin' |
Claimin' you authentic you fraud biditch |
I ain’t involved in it |
So if you’re all finished using your talent that’s God-given and call it quits, |
well |
I ain’t involved in it |
Tell Ben that I ain’t in it |
They calling me Paul, it’s y’all business, just sayin' |
I ain’t involved in it |
Listen, I can predict your fate |
I seen him running around fucking up in different ways |
Busting and it ricochet |
Ducking when he hit from fame |
You wanna quit the game, I promise you |
Fucking with me, it’ll be the quickest way |
Boy I don’t skip a day and I don’t sit around |
Thinking that I’m greater than I am and solicit hate |
If in your face, fit the frame, get in shape |
You making a big mistake and I don’t wanna participate |
Da-dum, da-dum dum, da-dum, da-dum dum |
Da-dum, da-dum dum |