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Gifted (Explicit)

N.A.S.A., Kanye West, Lykke Li, Santigold
2009-02-113:16 นาทีมีเวลา LRC

"Gifted (Explicit)" เป็นเพลงของ N.A.S.A., Kanye West, Lykke Li, Santigold, 2009, Pop ความยาว 3:16, 70 lines / 410 words

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0:31Hey eh
0:32I'm known for running my mouth
0:33I will not be accountable for what comes out uh
0:36I don't know I might of said it
0:38I was kinda gone and light-headed
0:39My jacket kinda fresh bright red-ed
0:42And as usual my pants tight threaded
0:44It seem like everybody dress tight now
0:46And I just want my credit
0:48Don't get it twisted or dreaded
0:50I am the king and will not be-headed
0:52To the mall no time soon brethren
0:54Being broke made my head hurt
0:55So I need the bread or an Excedrin
0:58That'll only get my engine revvin'
0:59While y'all on ten I'm on eleven
1:02I'mma make the news be on at seven
1:04Matter fact I'm on this very second
1:06I'm in first and y'all in second
1:08And this verse only add to the freshness
1:10Call to the club tell 'em add to the guest list
1:12What you think
1:13Way more b***hes
1:14I can never be to big for my b***hes
1:16Y'all mutha f**kas know who this is
1:18I'm gifted
1:19I'm armed with pens
1:20And I got my rhymes
1:22Whatever comes I'll write it down
1:26So knock me out
1:28And shoot me down
1:30With mics in hand
1:32We'll stand against the test of time
1:44You don't know my mind
1:46Like I said a thousand times
1:48I try to stay ahead
1:50Know what I'm fighting for
1:52I leave you to your talk
1:54Never seen my kind before
1:56And you're all so thick headed
1:58Follow and I know I led it
2:00Part of me won't me quit
2:02Won't let me just not say s**t
2:04So much there to be bored with
2:06Can't be still I can't afford it
2:08Try to hold it in but it makes me sick
2:10So I spit it out say the hell with it
2:12I dream it and I build it tall
2:14Make a way for when it falls
2:15I'm armed with pens
2:16And I got my rhymes
2:18Whatever comes I'll write it down
2:22So knock me out
2:24And shoot me down
2:26With mics in hand
2:28We'll stand against the test of time
2:46I'm armed with pens
2:48And I got my rhymes
2:50Whatever comes I'll write it down
2:54So knock me out
2:56And shoot me down
2:58With mics in hand
3:00We'll stand against
3:03I'm armed with pens
3:04And I got my rhymes
3:06Whatever comes I'll write it down
3:10So knock me out
3:12And shoot me down
3:14With mics in hand
3:16We'll stand against the test of time
Hey eh
I'm known for running my mouth
I will not be accountable for what comes out uh
I don't know I might of said it
I was kinda gone and light-headed
My jacket kinda fresh bright red-ed
And as usual my pants tight threaded
It seem like everybody dress tight now
And I just want my credit
Don't get it twisted or dreaded
I am the king and will not be-headed
To the mall no time soon brethren
Being broke made my head hurt
So I need the bread or an Excedrin
That'll only get my engine revvin'
While y'all on ten I'm on eleven
I'mma make the news be on at seven
Matter fact I'm on this very second
I'm in first and y'all in second
And this verse only add to the freshness
Call to the club tell 'em add to the guest list
What you think
Way more b***hes
I can never be to big for my b***hes
Y'all mutha f**kas know who this is
I'm gifted
I'm armed with pens
And I got my rhymes
Whatever comes I'll write it down
So knock me out
And shoot me down
With mics in hand
We'll stand against the test of time
You don't know my mind
Like I said a thousand times
I try to stay ahead
Know what I'm fighting for
I leave you to your talk
Never seen my kind before
And you're all so thick headed
Follow and I know I led it
Part of me won't me quit
Won't let me just not say s**t
So much there to be bored with
Can't be still I can't afford it
Try to hold it in but it makes me sick
So I spit it out say the hell with it
I dream it and I build it tall
Make a way for when it falls
I'm armed with pens
And I got my rhymes
Whatever comes I'll write it down
So knock me out
And shoot me down
With mics in hand
We'll stand against the test of time
I'm armed with pens
And I got my rhymes
Whatever comes I'll write it down
So knock me out
And shoot me down
With mics in hand
We'll stand against
I'm armed with pens
And I got my rhymes
Whatever comes I'll write it down
So knock me out
And shoot me down
With mics in hand
We'll stand against the test of time

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