Amy lyrics

[Intro: Trinidad James]
Uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thought you was my homeboy, man
Hah!

[Chorus: Trinidad James & David Banner]
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)

[Verse 1: David Banner & Trinidad James]
Crackers call you n*gga, we down on one knee (Hah)
But Jesus look like you, Jesus look like me (Yessir!)
Michelangelo lied, hear the 743 (Woo)
I guessed they had to had rights and they shot us
Why we call ourselves G (Hah)
OD, now we, in Paris like my n*gga (My n*gga)
Thats why they treat
That's why they beat your ass like a n*gga (Slave)
f*ck Gucci, f*ck Louie, 'til they come to my hood (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Tom Ford, f*ck Versace, yeah I said it, I'm good (Yeah)
[Chorus: Trinidad James & David Banner]
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)

[Verse 2: David Banner & Trinidad James]
Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, c*ck the hammer (Woo, woo, woo)
FLA, they killed Tray, Micheal done shot Jay in his face (Bow)
68 cent half n*gga, NFL, they laugh n*gga (Hah)
Paltrow, they let go, and everybody gave her a pass n*gga
And most folks, they said nothing, if a rapper breath, everybody busting
Our kids dying, their blood rushing, cops laughing, we ducking
We dying, I'm trying to help our folks, man I ain't lying
Look, I don't want to be your n*gga no more, man I'm tired

[Chorus: Trinidad James & David Banner]
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
[Verse 3: David Banner]
They made n*ggas, we sprayed n*ggas
They got smart, gave us AIDS n*gga
They killed kings, you a brave n*gga
You god too, made n*gga
Made to hate your dark skin
You God son, they Satan
They killed natives, raped men
Then went to church, hollering, "Amen"!
And gave us liquor, gave us coke
But blame n*ggas for selling dope
Ollie North up in the whole hood
Snow white but it ain't soap
So who's to blame for this shady word?
Say it how you want, it's the same word
No matter what wings, it's the same bird
From pyramids to dope serve

[Chorus: Trinidad James & David Banner]
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
Aye, my n*gga! (Why you call yourself that?)
Aye, my n*gga! (You supposed to be a god)
[Outro: David Banner & Woman]
You supposed to be a god
You supposed to be a god
You are supposed to be a god