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Him Paul - Who Am I ? Lyrics



Him Paul - Who Am I ? Lyrics
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I'm looking in the mirror like who the f*ck are you
The weed made me see clearer but then I think about you
When I picked up the mic ya boy suddenly knew
When I picked the camera, I saw my visions come true
My transformation a miracle
Was a nerd now I'm lyrical
Was a lame it's hysterical
Nows they call me incredible
Eat the beat like it's edible
Paraphrasing my parable
Swear my flow incomparable
Keep on serving them till they full
Who I am , a lost child from the south side
Growing up got hard for me when my mom died
So stealing things in the streets it kept my hands tied
Was tryna get my ears wet but I got baptized
My nine lies next to my thigh so I got nine lives
I might convert to Islam cuz I need nine wives
Apologize my rhymes sometimes they get out of line
I spit some shit that crack you up and break yo mama spine
I take that back like Indian givers & Thanksgiving
I work a nine a five it's demeaning my means of living
That's why I flick my Bic and spit some gas & hope you listen
I gotta stay on cloud 9 my parachute been missing
I live above the influence by getting higher than ceilings
But still I'm down to earth, I just never developed feelings
I landed at Esteban park , I'm lighting up in the dark
She thought that I would feel sparks
But I have no heart tony stark
She thought that I would feel sparks
But I ain't got no heart
Bitch I'm Tony Stark
Stark please lend me a RPG for my enemies
Sike I ain't got any all of my people feeling me
Sure I got haters but I feed up off their energy
My life a mystery nah bitch it was meant to be
I train mentally to write these rhymes that I'm mentioning
No need for a shooting star cause I'm glistening
I know you witnessing, I'm sitting on a master plan
The proof is the pudding, but these Bills will make you pop a Xan
But I need substance you don't really wanna push that button
I'm dressed to kill like me and niggas going hunting
There's liquor in my cup so now I'm drunk and mean mugging
Now everybody salty how his flow get so repugnant
I'ma smoker so this pool of liquor got me plunging
I'm tossing & turning with the lies that I'm debunking
Explore my mind at night ,explore her thighs when I am drunken
The studio my dungeon, all this pain I am expunging
All this shit I'm expunging
Meaning y'all better f*ck with this shit
Cause this some real shit
Yes I'm expunging all the hate
Know I was born to be great
Can't sit around and just wait
I'm hungry I need a plate
I'm hungry I ain't ate in days
I'm in the field I'm making plays
I need some chips like Frito Lays
This shit ain't sweet like donuts glazed
I don't want no praise I want replays
Can't shut me out know my place
Timothy run this race
You can bank on me like I'm chase
Coin my name it done changed
I beat the game with no save
I flipped the page I'm not phased
Young Timothy to the stage
When they see me bet they feel me
This the real me
22 no children
Got some teeth that need filling
Got some scars I'll reveal em
But the kush give me healing
So I be smoking just chilling
I just take flight when I'm willing
Always knew I could fly so I don't roll the dice
I whip the beat nasty, so let me add some spice
When I step to the mic, I gotta look alive
Cause I'm not tryna go back to living a 9 to 5
I bet some ppl didn't know that Timothy could rhyme
Well you better catch on quick cause I'm up outta time
Cant a nigga step to me cause then he outta line
Divine intervention only way he keep his spine
I spit bars that's so clean I gotta shine
My fallback game too strong like recline
I don't want no deal man they declined
I'm tryna get on it on my own like it's all mine
But shit who am I that guy ready to multiply
Through my art my heart is immortalized
Using my inner eye I think I see through all they lies
But I am not surprised, I divide then conquer
I concur my bars go through concrete
I'm a son of the stars so I just spit heat
I paved the way for myself, there's history in the streets
Feel like a demigod but bitch its Young Timothy
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English

I'm looking in the mirror like who the f*ck are you
The weed made me see clearer but then I think about you
When I picked up the mic ya boy suddenly knew
When I picked the camera, I saw my visions come true
My transformation a miracle
Was a nerd now I'm lyrical
Was a lame it's hysterical
Nows they call me incredible
Eat the beat like it's edible
Paraphrasing my parable
Swear my flow incomparable
Keep on serving them till they full
Who I am , a lost child from the south side
Growing up got hard for me when my mom died
So stealing things in the streets it kept my hands tied
Was tryna get my ears wet but I got baptized
My nine lies next to my thigh so I got nine lives
I might convert to Islam cuz I need nine wives
Apologize my rhymes sometimes they get out of line
I spit some shit that crack you up and break yo mama spine
I take that back like Indian givers & Thanksgiving
I work a nine a five it's demeaning my means of living
That's why I flick my Bic and spit some gas & hope you listen
I gotta stay on cloud 9 my parachute been missing
I live above the influence by getting higher than ceilings
But still I'm down to earth, I just never developed feelings
I landed at Esteban park , I'm lighting up in the dark
She thought that I would feel sparks
But I have no heart tony stark
She thought that I would feel sparks
But I ain't got no heart
Bitch I'm Tony Stark
Stark please lend me a RPG for my enemies
Sike I ain't got any all of my people feeling me
Sure I got haters but I feed up off their energy
My life a mystery nah bitch it was meant to be
I train mentally to write these rhymes that I'm mentioning
No need for a shooting star cause I'm glistening
I know you witnessing, I'm sitting on a master plan
The proof is the pudding, but these Bills will make you pop a Xan
But I need substance you don't really wanna push that button
I'm dressed to kill like me and niggas going hunting
There's liquor in my cup so now I'm drunk and mean mugging
Now everybody salty how his flow get so repugnant
I'ma smoker so this pool of liquor got me plunging
I'm tossing & turning with the lies that I'm debunking
Explore my mind at night ,explore her thighs when I am drunken
The studio my dungeon, all this pain I am expunging
All this shit I'm expunging
Meaning y'all better f*ck with this shit
Cause this some real shit
Yes I'm expunging all the hate
Know I was born to be great
Can't sit around and just wait
I'm hungry I need a plate
I'm hungry I ain't ate in days
I'm in the field I'm making plays
I need some chips like Frito Lays
This shit ain't sweet like donuts glazed
I don't want no praise I want replays
Can't shut me out know my place
Timothy run this race
You can bank on me like I'm chase
Coin my name it done changed
I beat the game with no save
I flipped the page I'm not phased
Young Timothy to the stage
When they see me bet they feel me
This the real me
22 no children
Got some teeth that need filling
Got some scars I'll reveal em
But the kush give me healing
So I be smoking just chilling
I just take flight when I'm willing
Always knew I could fly so I don't roll the dice
I whip the beat nasty, so let me add some spice
When I step to the mic, I gotta look alive
Cause I'm not tryna go back to living a 9 to 5
I bet some ppl didn't know that Timothy could rhyme
Well you better catch on quick cause I'm up outta time
Cant a nigga step to me cause then he outta line
Divine intervention only way he keep his spine
I spit bars that's so clean I gotta shine
My fallback game too strong like recline
I don't want no deal man they declined
I'm tryna get on it on my own like it's all mine
But shit who am I that guy ready to multiply
Through my art my heart is immortalized
Using my inner eye I think I see through all they lies
But I am not surprised, I divide then conquer
I concur my bars go through concrete
I'm a son of the stars so I just spit heat
I paved the way for myself, there's history in the streets
Feel like a demigod but bitch its Young Timothy
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Writer: Paul Reynolds
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Performed By: Him Paul
Language: English
Length: 4:07
Written by: Paul Reynolds

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