Who We Be

(Nabil) Yo, Aly This is to all the people who say Your voice turns out quiet on records (Aly) These motherfuckers know shit about nothing, man SHOW'EM WHAT YOU GOT (Chorus: Nabil) Who we be, it’s not a question to me It’s your responsibility, so listen closely Cause it hurts hardly, sounds harshly It’s not our history, it’s his story Hit’em up Aly (Verse: Aly) I be a writer, a rhymer, a rapper, no doubt I be the one your mother warned you about The lyrical, a miracle, extracurricular An agent of words I am; you can call me a wordsmith My world’s a myth and I exist To prove you wrong I am the warlock of poetry, no magic wand I am the flight of death, here to take your final breath I am so dazzling, I appear when you’re on meth I am a sea of sick people cause nobody’s iller I murder rhymes, rap part-time, slash alphabet killer A meditator, contemplator, thinker, discombobulator I’ll blow your brains cause I’m merely a mind masturbator I’m not a hater, I’m just a proud misanthropist Ain’t nothing but this to prove to you that I exist How can it be I been so lost in the mist? Bitch you will admire me before your nose hits my fist (Chorus) That’s who we be, and you still questionin’ me Not my responsibility, so listen closely to me I’ve spoken to the beat It’s our history We hit you up harshly (Outro) I be a writer, a rhymer, a rapper, no doubt I be the one your mother Warned you about Hahaha You the shit