Wanna Be Heard

It's like I don't think you fully

Understand who I am y'know

I'm just a good kid from Compton

That wanna rap

I don't represent no colors

I represent my lil' sisters

And brothers

I'm the oldest nigga

And if you can't respect that

Your whole perspective is wack

Check it out

I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z

Until I finally realised that

Jay wasn't me

I took my time to jot down

Every line that's a quotable

Critics say I don't be killing

This shit but I know I do

Because I used to practice early

Morning and then after school

I'm working on my hooks my nigga

I ain't tryna battle you

But even if I did I guarantee

I'd overshadow you

Like a f**ked up taper that

Turned to bowl cut

I'ma close cut to Common

And Gucci Mane

Now that's a comparison

That you probably wouldn't

Understand

Because I can touch the people

And still keep it ghetto

As an '87 Regal with the tree air

Freshener on the rearview mirror

I wear a heart on my shoulder

'Member when we used to make the

Boost look like Motorola

Your cousin f**ked up your room

Every time he came over

Then went to jail when we got older

That shit is a bad odor but still

I remain focussed

In due time I'll be able to swipe

My card and it won't say decline

That shit's embarrassing huh

Hope no one pay you no mind

But it's a bad bitch behind you

While you standing in line

Can you relate to my story

Can you follow my dreams

And admirations that I had ever

Since I was thirteen

My momma believed in me she let

Me use her van to go to the studio

Even though she know her tank is empty

That's who I do it fo'

My pops got a different approach

Yeah he believed

But he always questioned when

I'ma drop my debut CD

How long this gon' take nigga

You still haven't ate nigga

At twenty-two I had two cars

And my own place nigga

It's a sacrifice I try to tell him

That's when he turn to BET

And tell me that he jealous

Of all these niggas getting money

And their shit don't sound like shit

I ate tryna kill your confidence

Or forcing you to quit

I just wanna hear you heard

Yep yep that's my word

Make a statement with these

Nouns and verbs

I represent the liquor

That's poured out on the curb

Listen to my nouns and verbs

(Man I wanna be heard)

Like a cattle with sheep

While y'all sleep I re-up

Cooking up all day

Like a mad scientist in that

Laboratory

Motherf**k what a critic got to say

I'ma be heard

What up Dasan

I ain't forgot nigga

You developed me

Telling me I was hot nigga

You believed in me first

That's what's for sure

At the church recording

At the garage but it worked

But me and Dave kind

Of felt you lost the passion

A lot was going on in your

Life and you needed space

But still I should have came

To you first to tell you what happened

But I was seventeen and figured

It's best I stay away

And I wrong I was young

And couldn't look you in the eye

For what I'd done

But I'm telling you we ain't done

Matter of fact how's your sons

What they up to

Remember they used to run away

While you had worked on ProTools

People I used to be in the booth

Till four in the morning

With school in the morning yawning

But I was on it

Me you and Dave was on it

Buzzing like Charlotte Hornets

When that tape dropped

Where them beats nigga It's been

Five years since we had rocked

Time to be heard

Yep yep that's my word

Make a statement with these nouns and verbs

I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb

Listen to my nouns and verbs (man I wanna be heard)

Like a cattle with sheep

While y'all sleep I re-up cooking up all day

Like a mad scientist in that laboratory

Motherf**k what a critic got to say I'ma be heard

So can you feel it

When you hear it do it

Pulsate your spirit

Does it make you wanna say

Motherf**k a gimmick