[Intro] A-Rod Blues Bell Music by the way LaGuardia High School representing New York U, Clive Davis 2-0-2-0 We ain't nothing new bro Straight up, check... [Verse 1] This prelude is 'bout this mei nu I met up at ReMu You know who you are They want more then I'll make you the sequel But before we move out to SoHo I thought I would drop this on the low To show 'em I still got flow cuz they doubt I can beat 'em Me a grammatical cannibal Animal, who eats MCs like Hannibal Animaniac lyricism, my sh** is so Wakko Ya'll could walk and flock to the studio I'll be there at five on the dot Now, this thing supposed to be about a girl that I got This thing supposed to be about another girl but it's not Unless you think all of my music spiritual and it's hot Cause honestly she's all I got, she my rock I'm so in pocket, bullsh** do not phase me My baby, got me feeling so crazy Enough of that, let me quit with the basics And get you elated, girl I can make you dance Like I'm Zapp, Roger—persuasive Was into Bianca stronger than Blanka before I met you I think that we played games more times than we actually met You and me would always fight 'bout how to talk in Crayola I'd be like, "Yellow", but you wouldn't notice You was blue 'bout some things So I read you some things I wrote And told you I wanted the world green More than I wanted gold You remember?—That was before we fell out, we better now [Verse 2] I always extend my hand to catch all your pressure I get ahead of myself and then end up neglecting I'd give you all my extensions just so you could use 'em I'd give you all my attention but you don't wanna be truthful Sick of this like it's syphilis, sitting here with your pictures Thinking that I should rip 'em And switch up like your emotions When you feeling indifferent I wish all this went different I wish all this sh** was just simple I recognize how Magnificent Wouldn't even be sh** without you That whole sh**'s about you, you deserve all the credit You incredible at getting every second of the stress Up out your head Not forgetting you need to dress up Just to go get your blessings Heavens, your essence is the best Girl you expressive, festive These other girls robotic, you aquatic You got it and girl you know you got it—you got it? Go and get your goals, then go and buy some clothes Then go and make your homie's head roll, oh I'd buy you some roses, but you know you don't need those Nevermind, stop 'fore I impose I told you back when we had beef When we was kosher, to know yourself Ain't from the 6th, but we born on a seven My old girl born on the fourth Without regretting said I never get the messages I send and preach I'm always letting my head get bigger and aggressive as sh** Ego always need stroking but it's only cause I act like a b**h about everybody else's problems They ain't mine to resolve but, she's right everytime I rest my case—cause these words ain't gonna replace Mother's without their sons and officers losing face My gosh... let me let that line breathe [Verse 3] D-Hall told me to write this I'd tried to shake it, but it's a craving and it tastes great While authentic at the heart, it's got pride Girl this art is my only life I walk out across a stage and the feel lights of God My mother's eyes and probably all of my kinfolk I wish all this was so simple, I pray you forgive my sins Cuz my father had raised me well And I swear that this isn't his fault So matter fact this ain't for fame, this is for Dulcey This is for Papa, 'cuz Jharrel is the homie This is for Vito's mother and all that she's holding This for Alprentice mother, cause you know your boy golden Know that he golden [Verse 4] My boy D-Hall told me to write this, so, I'm finally writing I'm thinking 'bout if I'll be flying to you in a couple years Cause if I can afford it then Then my dreams will finally be clear Reimagined, young dragon The last dragon in action, tryna create a faction That'll at least save a fraction of Hip-Hop We soaring the future But we'll hit you with the bruise, like Lee Stop me, they cannot do it, I am Nike I will not pause 'til I'm the king And they're playing my stuff to sing And showing my face on screens and telling my story Cause I'm storytelling Share this story to whoever got better impressions I hope you somehow get this message It's important that the world hears it It's not meant to be impressive It's just my mind is lucid and loose But surely we losing I hope this touches your heart Cause you know I wouldn't misuse it Turned the Internet to a museum Just so you could view it So view it Blue [Outro] My gosh, my gosh A-Rod, Blues Bell Music Peace and Blessings Love to you all