(hook)
If I were you, and you were me... I wouldn't be ready.
What if you feel my pain? And... what if you hear my thoughts?
Yeah.
If you were me, and I was you... I wouldn't know what to say
But it's amazing what you find face to face!
(verse 1)
3rd grade. Watching the Grammys with my mom. I should be hurting my family with a bomb. Menendez. But no twin. This little nigga came in, and they heads up everybody else. Except me. But I got a friend who's deadly, watching with me. And in this wish I made (so I could get a chick), we become Bob and Whitney. Became the future. Why I lay the future down. Y'all know the skee-lo. I'm not on the d-low, but I could be Henry, Mark, when walking to the ring with envy. Everybody bigger and smaller. Maybe these niggas is smaller, but they not smarter. I wish I was a little bit darker. Taller. Then I'd be a baller. Walk up to a Moorer like...
(hook)
If I were you, and you were me... I wouldn't be ready.
What if you feel my pain? And... what if you hear my thoughts?
Yeah.
If you were me, and I was you... I wouldn't know what to say
But it's amazing what you find face to face!
(verse 2)
Captain Inconspicuous. Lyrically, syphilis. Niggas get to rappin', it's a wrap. Wrap it up. Magnum PI. Magnum CH. Between my thighs. Nigga, tweet. Bitch, tweet. Just depends on who is interested in me in an interview. Shift 2. At, nigga. Use the force. It's Luke, with the cat who don't... use anymore? Like... sorcery... of course, it's me, trying find an Important Rih. Pardon me for my normalcy. I'm tryna chill. Niggas wanna provide me pills. I'm like... I got skills. Madlib is hatin'... the administration got the boot. Now Dr. Knockboot and who I don't wanna knock boots with got stupid. I gotchu.
(hook)
If I were you, and you were me... I wouldn't be ready.
What if you feel my pain? And... what if you hear my thoughts?
Yeah.
If you were me, and I was you... I wouldn't know what to say
But it's amazing what you find face to face!
(verse 3)
I told you I'm sorry. Multiply. I told you "I'm sorry". I ought to die. I told you "I gotchu". I told you "you guard me". I don't want to have to say "Sorry, Eye." And all the guys and all the thoughts. Nigga, Covid-19 when I'm flowing from my light beam. Right. I know. I'm Asian. Psycho with the flow. I don't be playin'. Whole block could get distributed weight, and I'm the nigga that'll give it away. Okay? Aight. No, maybe not the whole block. But the dark-skinned chick and the chocha. And then... 3.14! Nigga, a jersey! Definitely workin'! Heard it was a dream come true. Come through, like an MC. How to be a... Pia. See ya! I need ya.
(hook)
If I were you, and you were me... I wouldn't be ready.
What if you feel my pain? And... what if you hear my thoughts?
Yeah.
If you were me, and I was you... I wouldn't know what to say
But it's amazing what you find face to face!
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I feel like the entire gang can relate to this song. And that's why y'all gang, and not more of the same thang.
Holla at me, y'all.
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