Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rapsody
Rapsody
Performer
Coup De Grace
Coup De Grace
Piano
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Composer
M. EVANS
M. EVANS
Composer
Merna Bishouty
Merna Bishouty
Composer
E. Gabouer
E. Gabouer
Composer
R. Barnett
R. Barnett
Composer
P. Brown
P. Brown
Composer
Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
Composer
C. Gipp
C. Gipp
Composer
W. Knighton
W. Knighton
Composer
R. Murray
R. Murray
Composer
R. Wade
R. Wade
Composer
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Arranger
Eric Gabouer
Eric Gabouer
Arranger
Coup De Grace
Coup De Grace
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Producer
Eric Gabouer
Eric Gabouer
Additional Producer

Lyrics

I'm a, a, a rolling stone (oh, oh) And, and, and I keep on turning (oh, oh) But you keep trying to hold on (oh, oh) Ma-ma-maybe you should learn You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better Papa just copped a Mustang Lookin' at you like it must sting Sweatin' me and mine, I bet a dollar your nuts stank Hoppin' on the left coast learnin' new west slang Naturally better, versus them, it's like flint to a cup of rain bars I'm on par with Rocky and Clubber Lang posse Know I'm possibly the best they ever seen Yeah, I'm possibly the best you ever seen Young Gu yellin' I should rippity rap more I'm known to black out, y'all resemble the Oscars Flow so much I need life guards Not like Rikers, them some whole new bars Influenced by many but I'm a whole new star, yeah There's levels to this but I'm a whole new floor They talkin' keys to success but I'm a whole new door Still slippin' through traffic screamin' that the allure? I'm breakin' the law, was too much to ever ignore I been exceedin' the limit since I had an Accord Always had a need for speed before I met that boy 9th Wonder, I spent the summer bumpin' Wuuuu, nigga (Wuuu, nigga) Now they like, "Wooo, nigga!" (wooo, nigga) Been hearin' you for a few, nigga (for a few, nigga) It's true too many can't fuck with ya Uh, hope you know the realness in that bar I know some rappers only nice to me as jesters Who really just afraid 'cause they know I go that hard Askin' if so-and-so and I are gon' rap together, yeah Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried about it There's room in this game, it ain't crowded Aimin' at the top nowadays, y'all worried 'bout Miley Cyrus That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there in my mind It's on you to catch up this time 'Cause you know I'm a, a, a rolling stone (oh, oh) And, and, and I keep on turning (oh, oh) But you keep trying to hold on (oh, oh) Ma-ma-maybe you should learn You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better Dropped out of poo-poo weighin' 6-2 with a loose screw That the doctor couldn't glue, ooh look mama, she said This world a game, you crack with two commas When Tutankhamun was Africana, you were a black diamond Know too many stars turn to comets We run from the comics until we subjects to the comics I'm a hero, don't be stressin' the zeroes and the commas Lookin' anacondas, know they comin' with apples and oranges Satan playin' me, I ain't Adam unless we talkin' 'bout bombin' Over Baghdad, you look bad tryna to spar with me I'm a lethal weapon, a saber or a razor, Darth Vader, Al Qaeda Every friend of Jada, that said it all, I'm a midget at labor Deliverin' babies the size of raiders, opinions were made Ultimatums got none so don't come lookin' for favors I'm tired of you fakers, Carolina, but I still rep the Lakers Westside, Eastside, every side my tithes good with my neighbors Double back on my sins and pray one day I'm good with my maker Tomato, tomato don't apply, you better watch what you say to me Everythin' ain't okay to me, everybody won't cater me Though I know I'm a child of destiny, fulfillment is up to me Up to your neck in debt for every bet you threw up against me Lord listen, forgive me, I ain't got no sympathy flowers They say it's better to die with pride than to die as a coward I say some situations call for our pride to be swallowed So we live to watch payback come in the form of good karma 'Cause you know I'm a, a, a rolling stone (oh, oh) And, and, and I keep on turning (oh, oh) But you keep trying to hold on (oh, oh) Ma-ma-maybe you should learn You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better You should know better Yeah You know I heard what he said right? Loving you was all I wanna do My whole life Rapsody Please let your brother Busta Rhymes elaborate on this topic a little further You know the subject of love Let me get on my Barry White shit real quick Royal empress queen, damn, I so adore you There's so many ways to describe this love I've been holdin' for you I been lookin' for this forever, been searchin' abroad For that original woman lovin', the nurture to God The power of your presence speaks even when bein' silent Universal alignment, I respect your refinement The focus to blossom this love is my only assignment I wanna provide and take care of you until we approachin' timing And when you talk, your words remind me of beautiful speeches Say to myself, I thank God for these beautiful creatures Usually deep will be the feelin' every day we meet up After we fuck, I'ma face you and kick my feet up The way you hot inside is such a beautiful reminder The type to make me comfortable puttin' my seed inside her You're such a rider, love how you're such a fighter And I wish that I could find a way to multiply her I'll give it to her gentle, then I emulsify her And when she asks to have it, I smash it and then we both retire Put your hand up in the air, girl Let me shine my light up on you earth while you in here, girl Damn, you got me swingin', girl What makes it hotter is mami and God's fan, girl Yeah baby, you special, you're one of one If the decision's up to us, we ain't never done Let's get back to the fun
Writer(s): Rico Wade, Trevor Smith, Patrick Brown, Willie Edward Knighton, Cameron F Gipp, Robert Terrance Barnett, Patrick Douthit, Raymon Ameer Murray, Thomas Callaway, Eric Gabouer, Marlanna Evans, Merna Bishouty, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Patrick Denard Douthit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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