Theodore Martin - Welcome (U Gon' Love Us) lyrics

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Theodore Martin - Welcome (U Gon' Love Us) lyrics

[Verse 1: Theodore Martin] From a different planet, and my plan is to plant this brain inside your campus Spill out my heart when I paint these pictures, picture all the blood on the canvas So the question I gotta ask is: do you hear what I gotta say? I can say some other sh** but I rather leave it where my drafts is Cause I can play the game smart and your team still won't draft this, uhh Why is the land lady always nagging us? Why am I on a different caliber? They be like: "You co*ky kid why you only stay modest as DJ Khaled does? (WE THE BEST) Got dreams of riding a Rover? b**h you'll be glad to make it to an Acura" Why the cops hara**ing us? To pat us down Sorry officer that you couldn't get through to me The only way your gonna make it through to me is through truancy Like I don't care if he raise his hand as long as he makes it to the seat Here to murder your favorite rapper, Here to deliver his eulogy They got you yelling fox news Top stories is all similar man what you got new? Every verse I write is gold you eating carrots for food Far as my mind wonders what does typing 140 characters do? I could weather any storm and switch the character of your mood and Jeopardize every move that you make Go ahead take a tab on every rule that we break But I gotta pack metaphors That only meteors could adore Drop craters along your equator How much war can you afford? A Honda Accord? Can't put you in that mama gotta put you on 4 Wheels of them Benz's Gotta put you on top of your boss business Build up the walls and reconstruct your family bridges Nah you don't need em' but I hate to see your life like that Cause the reaper be around too much to waste time like that Don't be trigga happy why would you put your life on the line like that? It's hard tryna touch the souls of them boy'z who think 25 to life ain't bad And to the people who don't understand it Cause their future is all handed, to em' And there family tree is all branched with: Savings accounts, cars, and nice clothes branded You can hate right through your cubicle Cause your gonna see the truth could blow That's like Paul Pierce in a bomb threat Nuclear or atomic bombs I done leveled up on Saddam b**h I ain't done yet I ain't won yet I ain't the one yet I ain't touch the sun yet So I gotta aim these guns at The top stars Gotta bring a herd of lions if I'm messing with the top dogs Cause you gotta build it from the ground up To knock the f**ing top off Lemme knock the f**ing top off..