Hurt You
Spit the truth, never go commercial
When did facts become controversial?
Rappers want a mortgage payment for a verse though
What ever happened to bein' down to earth, yo?
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
Actions speak louder than words
But when I speak, you see the passion leak out of my verse
You can't compete with the adjectives, the nouns, or the verbs
Hand me the crown I deserve, but polish it first
Look around the town and observe youngins down on the curb
With the powder and herb, drownin' in dirt
And they slang that shit the same color as my flesh
Can't smell the shit cookin' 'cause they cover it with death
Put on the gloves and get the TEC, G Rap bumpin' in the deck
Headed to G. Rap. in ski masks about to fuck up a check
Yo, we've come to collect respect and humble the rest
SPK all day, we 'bout to come up, we next
If we don't fuck with you, it's probably somethin' you said
You gon' do WHAT to WHO? You just mumblin' threats
Liar! Probably a wire taped under your sweats
They won't get me to confess even under duress
I'm head and shoulders above what you have come to expect
We got this summer and next, I'm one of the best
Or so I have been told, I shine on my own
You can keep the diamonds and gold, I'm eyein' the throne
I'm one with the Lions and Crows
This alliance arose out of the ashes like a phoenix
This is class and I am teachin'
I feast on rappers and purge like I'm actually bulimic
I told myself not to hurt you, but we had a disagreement
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
This is what happens when sanity's neglected
Now the planet is infected, I go savage when I wreck it
To my madness, there's a Method like the Wu Tang veteran
I produce flames and do thangs that you never can
Claim they shoot, bang, and move 'caine through the tenements
I bet the residents reject your story
You couldn't pass a lie detector test for Maury
Now who the fuck said that the best was boring?
Must've popped a Lil Xan 'fore he went recording
Guarantee he gone wish that he never said it
Now we at the epicenter of an epidemic
I don't mean entertainers that so annoy
I'm talkin' Benzos and the dangers of Opioids
Wait, I thought the two go hand in hand?
They rap like Dr. Seuss, mumblin' Sam I Am
Man, these xans got these rappers basically insane
Those skinny jeans cut the circulation to your brain
Hey! I don't wanna hurt you but I may
Leave you purple like your braids., if you Urkels think you Hercules
And hurtin' me's the aim, disperse of me with urgency
There's certainly no worthy team that's currently displayed
That worries me, the world it seems is perfectly a stage
The game's full of lames, you can't learn to be this great
Leave a murder scene, emergency, you're sure to see your grave
Spit the truth, never go commercial
When did facts become controversial?
Rappers want a mortgage payment for a verse though
What ever happened to bein' down to earth, yo?
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
When did facts become controversial?
Rappers want a mortgage payment for a verse though
What ever happened to bein' down to earth, yo?
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
Actions speak louder than words
But when I speak, you see the passion leak out of my verse
You can't compete with the adjectives, the nouns, or the verbs
Hand me the crown I deserve, but polish it first
Look around the town and observe youngins down on the curb
With the powder and herb, drownin' in dirt
And they slang that shit the same color as my flesh
Can't smell the shit cookin' 'cause they cover it with death
Put on the gloves and get the TEC, G Rap bumpin' in the deck
Headed to G. Rap. in ski masks about to fuck up a check
Yo, we've come to collect respect and humble the rest
SPK all day, we 'bout to come up, we next
If we don't fuck with you, it's probably somethin' you said
You gon' do WHAT to WHO? You just mumblin' threats
Liar! Probably a wire taped under your sweats
They won't get me to confess even under duress
I'm head and shoulders above what you have come to expect
We got this summer and next, I'm one of the best
Or so I have been told, I shine on my own
You can keep the diamonds and gold, I'm eyein' the throne
I'm one with the Lions and Crows
This alliance arose out of the ashes like a phoenix
This is class and I am teachin'
I feast on rappers and purge like I'm actually bulimic
I told myself not to hurt you, but we had a disagreement
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
This is what happens when sanity's neglected
Now the planet is infected, I go savage when I wreck it
To my madness, there's a Method like the Wu Tang veteran
I produce flames and do thangs that you never can
Claim they shoot, bang, and move 'caine through the tenements
I bet the residents reject your story
You couldn't pass a lie detector test for Maury
Now who the fuck said that the best was boring?
Must've popped a Lil Xan 'fore he went recording
Guarantee he gone wish that he never said it
Now we at the epicenter of an epidemic
I don't mean entertainers that so annoy
I'm talkin' Benzos and the dangers of Opioids
Wait, I thought the two go hand in hand?
They rap like Dr. Seuss, mumblin' Sam I Am
Man, these xans got these rappers basically insane
Those skinny jeans cut the circulation to your brain
Hey! I don't wanna hurt you but I may
Leave you purple like your braids., if you Urkels think you Hercules
And hurtin' me's the aim, disperse of me with urgency
There's certainly no worthy team that's currently displayed
That worries me, the world it seems is perfectly a stage
The game's full of lames, you can't learn to be this great
Leave a murder scene, emergency, you're sure to see your grave
Spit the truth, never go commercial
When did facts become controversial?
Rappers want a mortgage payment for a verse though
What ever happened to bein' down to earth, yo?
I, I got the FN Herstal
I, I, I'll put you in a hearse though
Oh, no, they'll put you in the dirt slow
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
No, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you
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Writer(s): Gerald Owen
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