FUBU

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FUBU by Royce Da 5'9"

FUBU Lyrics

[00:17.67] I am that nigga, it's obvious
[00:20.12] These niggas broke, on their pickpockets watching us
[00:22.82] They see the watch and this jewelry we rocking
[00:24.94] Get sick to their stomach, now they try to plot on us
[00:27.36] They know this extendo we got on us
[00:29.56] Can't name a time when it's not on us
[00:31.46] Hope they try robbing us
[00:32.79] So they can go back
[00:34.01] And tell niggas about all these bullets they got from us
[00:36.65] I let that blocker on low, I put that pot on the stove
[00:40.50] Yeah, now these CDs the only product I sold
[00:43.21] Fans in Berlin going out of control
[00:45.68] Yeah, I fuck a lot of new hoes
[00:47.85] Penthouse on top of the Lowes, Versace my robe
[00:50.75] What's in my pocket, a knot I can't fold
[00:53.02] Make sure my Gelato was robed
[00:54.97] Uh, I am on a whole another level than you
[00:57.77] Uh, my grandma used to say "boy, you got the devil in you"
[01:04.12] Fuck around, get some metal in you
[01:08.36] My name ring bells, I could sell out whatever venue
[01:12.97] For us, by us
[01:16.61] For us, by us
[01:18.99] For us, by us
[01:21.01] For us, by us
[01:23.02] (For you), by us
[01:25.53] (For you), by us
[01:27.64] (For you), by us
[01:31.78] I'm tired of hearing about what all these rappers'll do
[01:33.94] First of all, none of y'all can last in the booth
[01:36.46] I don't know what's faster, your wounds turning black or to blue
[01:39.14] The media'll slap or the sue
[01:41.01] Step to a nigga just to step on a nigga
[01:43.10] Sounds easier to me than counting backwards from two
[01:45.71] Bring the hood peace, you expect it by the Benzes
[01:48.04] Shell catch an iron, you ain't pressured by forensics
[01:50.40] Half of you niggas rhyming transgenic
[01:52.08] You sure got 'em questioning how you meant it
[01:53.86] I transcend, forever monumented
[01:55.40] Not even Netflix could document it
[01:57.20] My son got autism from injections by syringes
[01:59.60] These nerds ain't warriors, we heard the same story and
[02:01.95] You niggas blowing whistles at Hurricane Dorian
[02:04.15] Blowing missiles back to the word of vainglorious
[02:06.49] You sissy
[02:09.33] Nigga, this is for us by us
[02:11.15] Why you put yours up? I put up my cup
[02:13.60] Survivors of systems meant to divide us
[02:15.82] You only can afford what you could buy five of
[02:18.06] You a fool in a war with the faint of hearts
[02:20.45] I'll let the two encores take your brain apart
[02:22.81] I'm at the Louvre on the floor by the hanging art
[02:25.00] I'm putting numbers on the board like a game of darts
[02:27.35] Product of every single blood freckled Timberland
[02:30.39] Buy up every building in the projects
[02:32.04] To contemporary art deco every tenement
[02:34.25] My consigliere is marked echo every sentiment
[02:36.61] Cop a hundred rides, park 'em all in one garage
[02:38.94] Money on my mind like Rocky thunder thighs
[02:41.30] Everybody, everybody friends like they from Milan
[02:43.50] 'Til they in a hole in a line like the number nine
[02:45.92] Long hours of perfecting this, 9-7 shit
[02:48.63] Spitting seeds left of shells of pistachios
[02:50.55] On the keys of the Casios, it's the evidence
[02:52.69] Bearing my soul, DiCaprio from The Revenant
[02:55.00] Phantom looking haunted like a hayride
[02:57.43] Camera on the trunk like the one from my prayers
[02:59.67] Amethyst a gun, cop a bun, child baylord
[03:02.00] Glamour chick a front, one of one, I say I
[03:04.03] And you know how I do, put the beef behind me
[03:06.06] to put your soul behind you like De La
[03:08.34] Twin white Maybachs
[03:09.33] Steering wheel wood when I'm floating through the hood like sailors
[03:12.95] Couldn't be cut like me if you had ten tailors
[03:15.19] Put the wifey in a black bent Bentayga
[03:17.43] Judge can't exonerate, violate
[03:19.57] Got a mansion by the lake, got a maid Consuela
[03:22.13] I was fly even when I was a damn lie
[03:24.39] I was flying standby 'cause of how I expand mics
[03:26.75] Triple threat, bitch, I make the track and write
[03:28.86] The judge can't give me life, bitch, I am life
[03:31.31] You a algorithm
[03:32.47] You niggas everything the culture isn't
[03:34.27] I don't coach the visit
[03:35.48] I don't get into the social digits
[03:37.28] I just smoke distribute
[03:38.41] Microorganism live in my colloquialism

From the album: The Allegory