CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Cross
(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
(Verse 1: John Anthony)
I’m not a beggar but I’m greedy
Believe me if you was in my shoes you’d probably do the same
So leave me the f**k alone
I’m tired of being told I’m needy
I’m not a clone to no one, I write my own graffiti
And I am not a bully but some reason labeled meanie
‘Cause y’all would treat me like I’m not even a person
Beat me until I f**king had enough
Went berserk and freely flipping the bird
Cursed words, man you heard my cd’s
And if I really had the urge to attack and get back
At every single one of y’all fags
A diss track would not even be enough
In fact, I think rap is out of the equation
Let’s add a clip mag to an AR-15 and back your b*t*h ass up
I’ve gone villainous, my ass won’t sit back
Kiss my f**king ass crack, you b*t*h fag
And wipe it while you at, you can lick up my ass crap
(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
(Verse 2: Nas)
Y’all can keep y'all weak beats from your corny producers
There's a new king in the streets, you're gonna get used to
I was the old king in the streets, that y'all once hated
But now I reinvented myself and y'all all waited
Nas, N.A.S. mean n***as Against Society
Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin' me
I hang 'em, I string 'em up ain't no thing I just drop 'em
To which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain't what it was
I changed it up from that pop sh*t it's hard to see R&B
Rappers arguably, started f**king up the game horribly
'Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targeted me
b*t*hes infatuated say they love me, lyin' to me
What I've discovered is my brother's tryin' to be
The next me, yeah I support him but he's blinded I see
Jealousy he love me to death, am I buggin'? I love him for life
We both still mournin' on our mother's life
And I don't need much but a Dutch, a b*t*h to f**k
A six, a truck, some guns to bust
I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo' ass
With the nasty Nas, diary, get out my path
I carry the cross
(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
(Verse 1: John Anthony)
I’m not a beggar but I’m greedy
Believe me if you was in my shoes you’d probably do the same
So leave me the f**k alone
I’m tired of being told I’m needy
I’m not a clone to no one, I write my own graffiti
And I am not a bully but some reason labeled meanie
‘Cause y’all would treat me like I’m not even a person
Beat me until I f**king had enough
Went berserk and freely flipping the bird
Cursed words, man you heard my cd’s
And if I really had the urge to attack and get back
At every single one of y’all fags
A diss track would not even be enough
In fact, I think rap is out of the equation
Let’s add a clip mag to an AR-15 and back your b*t*h ass up
I’ve gone villainous, my ass won’t sit back
Kiss my f**king ass crack, you b*t*h fag
And wipe it while you at, you can lick up my ass crap
(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
(Verse 2: Nas)
Y’all can keep y'all weak beats from your corny producers
There's a new king in the streets, you're gonna get used to
I was the old king in the streets, that y'all once hated
But now I reinvented myself and y'all all waited
Nas, N.A.S. mean n***as Against Society
Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin' me
I hang 'em, I string 'em up ain't no thing I just drop 'em
To which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain't what it was
I changed it up from that pop sh*t it's hard to see R&B
Rappers arguably, started f**king up the game horribly
'Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targeted me
b*t*hes infatuated say they love me, lyin' to me
What I've discovered is my brother's tryin' to be
The next me, yeah I support him but he's blinded I see
Jealousy he love me to death, am I buggin'? I love him for life
We both still mournin' on our mother's life
And I don't need much but a Dutch, a b*t*h to f**k
A six, a truck, some guns to bust
I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo' ass
With the nasty Nas, diary, get out my path
I carry the cross
(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that f**king line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall
