Behold歌词
歌手：JID 专辑：GDLU (Preluxe)
作词 : Destin Route/Neal Pogue II/John Welch/Reginald Jay Decon Gordon
作曲 : Destin Route/Neal Pogue II/John Welch/Reginald Jay Decon Gordon
Behold, they say JID in G-O-D mode
223 reload, let's see how fast the EMT go
These flows keep they feet cold, the thrones getting repoed
Why these folks playing musical chairs watch deceitful
It's seasonal, cheesy, artisanal
Pardon me, guarding me is not feasible (He's undefeatable)
Unbelievable, if you see it, I keep a lil' dough on a basis you need to know
Basically, I'm the face, I'm the CEO, take a seat in the vehicle
We can roll from Stephenson Road to Cedar Grove
Modifying the blickys, the GMO (Kill, bruh)
TMI, if you knew what I know, then you probably would keep it low (Chill, bruh)
Eagle eye, it's a bird, it's a plane, no, I think it's a UFO (It's real, bruh)
CGI, don't believe what they saying and nothing, I seen three letters
Another king 'bout to reign supreme, go get it
Two middle fingers in the pit so they don't ever forget
Getting it back in blood, I want all they heads on a stick
Hand on my dick, hand on my Glock, hands in yo' pocket, you bitch
Hannibal Lector, whenever I lecture, **** be biting and shit
Who been keeping on the lights in this bitch? (Me)
****, I made the roaches scattered, make the play when it's s'pose to matter
And the game, it is oversaturated, and the flow so flattered by the posers
Them posers who post and blabber, fake it, using dope as a rope, a ladder
Vacant, so you cope with the jokes and laughter
Get smoke to overdose, now the hopes is shattered (Break it)
But I digress, 'call it how I see it' type of guy I guess
Try my best, my Y-S, I'ma go crazy like Kanye West
Cooking up the kitchen with the cayenne pep', holding my iron, I ain't slept
I'm the one slide on you high on meth, and shooting up dope, how I'm built
Bitches be broke, thinking I'm gon' help, you can be a broke bitch by yourself
Bitch, I ain't Zion Williamson, you a pelican, a bird, I'on care
I'm rebellious and elegant in Maison Margiela
I'm the bar-setter and the boss of the hard leather
Hit a spark, made a lot of **** talking like they biting, but they bark better
I'm the man, the myth, them other **** three letters
作曲 : Destin Route/Neal Pogue II/John Welch/Reginald Jay Decon Gordon
Behold, they say JID in G-O-D mode
223 reload, let's see how fast the EMT go
These flows keep they feet cold, the thrones getting repoed
Why these folks playing musical chairs watch deceitful
It's seasonal, cheesy, artisanal
Pardon me, guarding me is not feasible (He's undefeatable)
Unbelievable, if you see it, I keep a lil' dough on a basis you need to know
Basically, I'm the face, I'm the CEO, take a seat in the vehicle
We can roll from Stephenson Road to Cedar Grove
Modifying the blickys, the GMO (Kill, bruh)
TMI, if you knew what I know, then you probably would keep it low (Chill, bruh)
Eagle eye, it's a bird, it's a plane, no, I think it's a UFO (It's real, bruh)
CGI, don't believe what they saying and nothing, I seen three letters
Another king 'bout to reign supreme, go get it
Two middle fingers in the pit so they don't ever forget
Getting it back in blood, I want all they heads on a stick
Hand on my dick, hand on my Glock, hands in yo' pocket, you bitch
Hannibal Lector, whenever I lecture, **** be biting and shit
Who been keeping on the lights in this bitch? (Me)
****, I made the roaches scattered, make the play when it's s'pose to matter
And the game, it is oversaturated, and the flow so flattered by the posers
Them posers who post and blabber, fake it, using dope as a rope, a ladder
Vacant, so you cope with the jokes and laughter
Get smoke to overdose, now the hopes is shattered (Break it)
But I digress, 'call it how I see it' type of guy I guess
Try my best, my Y-S, I'ma go crazy like Kanye West
Cooking up the kitchen with the cayenne pep', holding my iron, I ain't slept
I'm the one slide on you high on meth, and shooting up dope, how I'm built
Bitches be broke, thinking I'm gon' help, you can be a broke bitch by yourself
Bitch, I ain't Zion Williamson, you a pelican, a bird, I'on care
I'm rebellious and elegant in Maison Margiela
I'm the bar-setter and the boss of the hard leather
Hit a spark, made a lot of **** talking like they biting, but they bark better
I'm the man, the myth, them other **** three letters
