No Doubt lyrics ( Jean Grae )
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[Jean Grae]
I ain't afraid to shine different.. c'mon
Devoted life to the dream of lights and fortune
and fame
I might just gain the vision, or just might be
livin in vain
See in the game it's cool strolls and platinum
thugs
Stack the cash, drugs and women; bubble in crime,
trouble in time
I stay humble with mine, had drama for words
Encountered some birds who tried to take the
shine
But I'm illuminatin like a thousand frozen wrists
in the glint of the sun
Worth the Franklin Mint and Wall Street combined
into one
They can't see it yet though, different like
niggaz sayin petrol
for gas, english metric system, graded on the
past
Just tryin to reach y'all, no one's at my arms
length
Wanna stay in the race but slowly runnin out of
breath
They all alike, can't understand, maybe it's
safest
to play the role and be another glitch in The
Matrix
Repetitive flow, embedded in dough
I run the risk of pissin everybody off, but I
don't care if you know
[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Yo I'm on the line like white, china, table
Lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time
man
Fuck y'all, say it
Bring it, lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no,
doubt
Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time
Things ain't different, say it
Bring it, I'm on, now
[Jean Grae]
Quit for good, too many times, shit maybe I
should
But it won't prevent rejection reappearin in
life
I even lay the toughest down for you
Paint the ground blood pink for you, only so that
you feel me right
Then hear me tight from the ills perhaps
But not a lot of scenes like movie stills are
fleein from fiends and caps
I had, thrills and high spills, couple of hot
chases
Romance with Jacks, Jills in dirty places
No jail cell been filled and no court cases
But committed murder of flesh, two of my own
faces
At best I'm, a dime each, not a dozen, never
cheap
Fornicated adultery once and now I never
cheat
Younger sibling or two, family disfunctional
Problem with bein on time, hardly ever
punctual
Punchclocks give me the runs, just not in my
blood Akki
Y'all flashin guns at me, time to go? Let it
be
[Chorus]
[Jean Grae]
See I got these bill collectors, practically at
the door chillin
I can't explain to Visa how I'm tryin to stack a
million
Hustle on the side for chump change, it's not big
time
I only do it for fries, chicken and wine and hump
days
Reality spit, dudes and rap bitches sick of
me
And if they right, they still print, I'm tryin to
do calligraphy
All real, sit up just all night, just thinkin
it's all wrong
Won't sleep 'til everything's alright
I made brush fire noise; I need four alarm
Three A.M. on the lawn with two kids and one
slipper on
Blaze now, your days phase out like old
sitcoms
Tryin to save the show by puttin new fuckin kids
on
Love me or not, respect it for what it's
worth
I'm like a bundle of dough in a knot in a purse
under your cot
Undiscovered lines like connectin the dots
It's gonna happen, sooner or later
Fuck rappin, just givin data
[Chorus]
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