Loyal lyrics

by

J Dilla


[Intro]
You know I rather a motherf*cker shoot me in my face than shoot me in my back so I can look my murderer in the eye before he take my life. You know what I'm saying. Die so I can be born again. Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me. Yeah

[Verse 1]
n*ggas crying over a clout like boo-hoo
I'm shedding tears over instrumentals from U2
You wanna diss me on a record and shake my hand in public
When you see me now that I don't f*ck with you too
I put 'em to bed, they slept on me, they snooze lose
They see me acting crazy but they never see a dude bruised
My screw's loose, b*tch I'm a motherf*cking coo-coo
I brush sh*t off like coo-coo
Play it cool man you're too cool
I see these grown men whispering telling secrets
You say it to my face, I break your face, better believe it n*gga
Throw a bone and wish it don't come back
But wait til the dog fetches it and f*ckin' receives it n*gga
All that sh*t you from your ego is shot down like a free throw
Talking like a bunch of tricks, mistreating n*ggas
Once I turn my back, no point of return, I'm leaving n*gga
I be the odd ball, just call it even n*gga

[Hook]
Say I wasn't loyal (Say that I wasn't)
Say I wasn't loyal n*gga (Say that I wasn't)
Just say I wasn't loyal
Wait til that sh*t recoils
Say I wasn't loyal, say I wasn't loyal
I'm a hot head, I boil, I boil
I bless them with my prescense, they spoil
[Verse 2]
It's my world, I walk around on my earth
And when I die, I'ma dig my f*cking Joe Dirt
n*ggas talking sweet, I squeeze your life out like Gogurt
A black man, black arm, black fist, no shirt
Lucid dreams talk big afterwards
And then I do what I'm talking about, a proverb
I had them drugs in my hand, popping xans, moving slower
You lie in the grass, I'm starting to mower
Running your mouth, you can't stop the f*ckin' motor n*gga
I'm the same I'm golden, whether high as f*ck or sober
I'm hopping off the bandwagon n*ggas tryna get over
Watch me pull a cat out the hat speaking matter facts like your wardrobe
Chasing golden pots and leprechauns, rainbows picking the four leaf clovers
sh*t ain't the same since this fame came
Don't gotta say names, I just play the blame game, n*gga

[Hook]
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