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lirik lagu believe me (remix) – j. ko

it’s j.ko, yeah the harvard law rapper
not to be confused with an actor (nah)
balling like harden, yeah three point dagger (swish)
when somebody brag, don’t believe the bragger
cuz plenty rappers rocking some fake -ss swagger (fakers)
talking about catching bodies in the street (shmurda)
acting hard when they instagram or tweet (bow)
it’s all fun and games when you’re a storyteller
but if you don’t sell drugs, don’t say you’re a seller (hanh)
the power of words, they can leave an impression
but they can deceive when the truth ain’t questioned (gyea)
street cred ain’t what it used to be (nah)
rappers acting hard, that’s usury
when you borrow a past, if that past ain’t yours (hanh)
saying what you need to get your -ss in stores (uh)
judging by ya cover, read a book, take a page
stop playing yourself, cuz all the world’s a stage (drizzy)

ugh, weezy ain’t gon k!ll a man (nah)
cuz that ain’t in the master plan
rather toke up or meet and greet fans
than let off a clip or sell fifty grams (hanhh)
hah, i’m just keeping you in check (ay!)
i ain’t rapping about no nines or techs (nope)
i’m an educated chinaman with personal issues
if you packing heat, then i’m packing tissues
understand your roots, then you’ll stay true
plenty rappers get rich, then ditch their crews
f-ck it, ha, that’s just how i feel
everything i say on this mixtape is real (true)
and if n0body listens, then that’s just fine (uh)
i still meant every verse and every d-mn line (every line, man)
but you don’t gotta believe
like cher, just wearing my heart on my sleeve (ahh)

believe me, change the game like eevee (yeah)
believe me like you seen this sh-t on tv (what)
believe me, like your gl-sses in 3d (uh)
real recognize real, when we get needy
we distort reality, rappers getting greedy (uh)
upper middle cl-ss but pretending they seedy (hanh)
claiming they hood, but lying on their cd (lying)
like covering a gucci storefront with graffiti (hah)
jay-z a billionaire, acting thug
been decades since sean carter last sold drugs
and people still thinking he own the nets
wish he was still making songs like “regrets”
‘stead of tom ford, or holy grail
rapping about d’ussee, that’s a major fail
cuz all you’re really saying is your art’s for sale
not trynna be a hater, i’m just pulling back the veil (gyea)
i see just fine, with my asian eyes (what)
i know this mixtape is gonna be a surprise
to my friends, who don’t even listen to rap (nah)
matter fact, they’d probably just skip this track
for those who didn’t, this is my last call (uh)
i guess i just broke the fourth and last wall
between your soul and mine, nothing but sound
trynna end this song with a line that’s profound

- j ko

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