Lyrics containing the term: I'M+NOT+SHOT — Page #8 (2025)

Ain't shit to talk aboutI put the calls on these niggas, I call 'em outHuh, huh, push it, yeahHuh, huh, push itI'm in his face and he think that I'm pushingMajor mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeahHuh, huh, push itHuh, huh, push itI'm in his face and he think that I'm pushingMajor mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah252 on the digi', I'm still in the kitchenI'm cookin' a four and a half Pyrex the yola, I add a lil' soda it bubble, I double to 500 gramsMy junky a tester, say, "How may I help ya?"

Now it's all about Versace, you copied my styleFive shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiledNow I'm 'bout to set the record straightWith my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hateMotherfucker, I hit 'em upI'm from N-E-W Jers'Where plenty murders occursNo points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbsNow go check the scenarioLittle Ceas', I'll bring you fake G's to your kneesCoppin' pleas in de JaneiroLittle Kim, is you coked up or doped up?

It's on your face, don't walk away, I need to sayHeyIt's all me in my headI'm the one who burned us downBut it's not what I meantI'm sorry that I hurt youI don't wanna do, I don't wanna do this to youI don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose this with youI need to say, heyIt's all me, just don't goMeet me in the afterglowTell me that you're still mineTell me that we'll be just fineEven when I lose my mindI need to sayTell me that it's not my faultTell me that I'm all you wantEven when I break your heartI need to say, heyIt's all me in my headI'm the one who burned us downBut it's not what I meantSorry that I hurt youI don't wanna do, I don't wanna do this to youI don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose this with youI need to say, heyIt's all me, just don't goMeet me in the afterglow

I'm a believer, it's chaosWhere are our leaders oh, oh, ohI'd rather save an angel downI'm a believer, it's a trialFoolish and weaker, oh, oh, ohI'd rather save an angel down

He is sensible and so incredibleAnd all my single friends are jealousHe says everything I need to hear and it's likeI couldn't ask for anything betterHe opens up my door and I get into his carAnd he says you look beautiful tonightAnd I feel perfectly fineBut I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rainAnd it's two AM and I'm cursing your nameYou're so in love that you act insaneAnd that's the way I loved youBreakin' down and coming undoneIt's a roller coaster kinda rushAnd I never knew I could feel that muchAnd that's the way I loved youHe respects my spaceAnd never makes me waitAnd he calls exactly when he says he willHe's close to my motherTalks business with my fatherHe's charming and endearingAnd I'm comfortableBut I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rainAnd it's two AM and I'm cursing your nameYou're so in love that you act insaneAnd that's the way I loved youBreakin' down and coming undoneIt's a roller coaster kinda rushAnd I never knew I could feel that muchAnd that's the way I loved youHe can't see the smile I'm fakingAnd my heart's not breaking'Cause I'm not feeling anything at allAnd you were wild and crazyJust so frustrating, intoxicatingComplicated, got away by some mistake and nowI miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rainIt's two AM and I'm cursing your nameI'm so in love that I acted insaneAnd that's the way I loved youBreakin' down and coming undoneIt's a roller coaster kinda rushAnd I never knew I could feel that muchAnd that's the way I loved youWhoa whoa oh, ohWhoaAnd that's the way I loved youOh oh-oh, oohOh oh-oh, whoaNever knew I could feel that muchAnd that's the way I loved you

Burn slow like blunts with yayoPeel more skins than Idaho potatoNiggas know, the lyricla molestin' is takin' placeFuckin' with B.I.G. it ain't safe (uh)I make your skin chafe, rashes on the massesBumps and bruises, blunts and Land CruisersBig Poppa smash fools, bash fools (uh)Niggas mad because I know that cash rulesEverything around me two Glock 9'sAny motherfucker whispering about mines (and I'm)And I'm Crooklyn's finest (uh)You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind thisAs we proceed (what?)

They, said they wanted chill, well it's not thisI'm, ghetto like a Fanta and some hot chipsJust, gunning for the top, let's see em top thisYou, try to clip my wings, I'm making hot clipsGetting drunk in the day, feeling toxicBoxing anyone thinking that I'm not shit12 shots in the club, but no hot chicksShells drop, ding-ding like some chop sticksThey, said they wanted chill, well it's not thisI'm, ghetto like a Fanta and some hot chipsJust, gunning for the top, let's see em top thisYou, try to clip my wings, I'm making hot clipsGetting drunk in the day, feeling toxicBoxing anyone thinking that I'm not shit12 shots in the club, but no hot chicksShells drop, ding-ding like some chop sticks21 gun salute, you can't stop thisBest to just rock with, the ones dropping hot shitNow the 808 feels like a drop-kickExploding like a mob hit, you'll know it when the knob sticksKnow you hate every time that I drop shitBut your stop sign, look, sorry ain't gonna stop shitEarned all the stripes, so I'm trying to get the spots nextSee me with the chop stick, screaming out, watch thisLuciano, face tattooed and skin fadeOn a ball, parole calling since the 10th gradeHeaven sent, but I swear I was sin madePour it up, lemme know how the shit tasteThey, said they had enough best to not shootThen they, said they wanted more, but just not youSo I, headed to the top like a boss doThen I, told him he could pack and keep the box tooGot a call from my partner, said he out nowSo I'm on 75, headed southboundSee me out, don't wanna run your mouth nowCuz in the consoles where I keep that pow-powYou ain't ever shot a gun, let's take a testPotato on the barrel only makes a messPut your keyboard down, n just take restDon't copy, click, paste, you could fake it lessThey, said they wanted chill, well it's not thisI'm, ghetto like a Fanta and some hot chipsJust, gunning for the top, let's see em top thisYou, try to clip my wings, I'm making hot clipsGetting drunk in the day, feeling toxicBoxing anyone thinking that I'm not shit12 shots in the club, but no hot chicksShells drop, ding-ding like some chop sticksThey, said they wanted chill, well it's not thisI'm, ghetto like a Fanta and some hot chipsJust, gunning for the top, let's see em top thisYou, try to clip my wings, I'm making hot clipsGetting drunk in the day, feeling toxicBoxing anyone thinking that I'm not shit12 shots in the club, but no hot chicksShells drop, ding-ding like some chop sticks

'Cause you can't, you won't, and you don't stop'Cause you can't, you won't, and you don't stopWell, you can't, you won't, and you don't stopMike D, come and rock the sure shotI've got the brand new doo-doo, Guaranteed like Yoo-hooI'm on like Dr. John, yeah, Mr. Zu ZuI'm a newlywed, not a divorcee (yeah)And everything I do is funky like Lee DorseyWell it's the taking of the Pelham 1, 2, 3If you want a doody rhyme, then come see meI've got the savior faire with the unique rhymin'I keep it on and on, it's never quitting time andStrictly handheld is the style I goNever rock the mic with the pantyhoseI strap on my ear goggles and I'm ready to go'Cause at the boards is the man, they call the MarioYou pull up at the function and you know I KojakTo all the party people that are on my BozacI've got more action than my man, John WooAnd I've got mad hits like I was Rod Carew (yeah)Because you can't, you won't, and you don't stopBecause you can't, you won't, and you don't stopYou know you can't, you won't, and you don't stopAdrock, come and rock the sure shot (Hurra-, Hurra-)Cane will cross fade on your ass and bust your eardrumsListen everybody 'cause I'm shifting gearsI'm fresh like Dougie when I get my specsAnd on the microphone, I come correctTiming like a clock when I rock the hip-hopTop notch is my stock on the soapboxI've got more rhymes than I've got gray hairsAnd that's a lot because I've got my share (oohh, weee)I've got a hole in my head and there's no one to fix itI gotta straighten my thoughtsI'm thinking too much (yeah) sick shitEveryone just takes and takes, takes, takes, takesI'll have to step back, I gotta contemplateWell, I'm like Lee Perry, I'm very onRock the microphone, and then I'm goneI'm like Vaughn Bode, I'm a Cheech WizardNever quittin', so won't you listenAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, yes, indeed, it's fun timeBecause you can't, you won't, and you don't stopBecause you can't, you won't, and you don't stopWell, you can't, you won't, and you don't stopMca, come and rock the sure shotI want to say a little something that's long overdueThe disrespect to women has got to be throughTo all the mothers and the sisters and the wives and friendsI want to offer my love and respect to the endWell, you say I'm twenty-somethingAnd I should be slackingBut I'm working harder than everAnd you could call it mackingSo I'm supposed to sit upon my couch just watching my TVI'm still listening to waxI'm not using the CD!

I said who are you To talk about impending doom? He got kinda wary As he looked around the room He said, I'm a minister A big shot in the state?

One shot is all I've got...One shot is all I've got, So I hope that my aim is straight and true 'Cause I've waited so long for my time to come, And I've waited so long to open the door, And I know in the end, I may never be here again, So I'm not gonna wait anymore, No I'm not gonna wait anymore One shot is all I've got...

I love to look into your big brown eyesThey talk to me and seem to hypnotizeYou say the things nobody dares to sayAnd I'm not about to let you fly awayMy lover with no jet lagWe'll stay up all night in my sleepin' bagYou got a heart-beatin' rhythm from the subterraneanI really love you little girl, I don't need to explainI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindAh, like deja vu I feel like I've been hereOr somewhere else but you've been always nearIt's you that's in my dreams I'm beggin' forBut I woke up when someone slammed the doorSo hard I fell out of bedScreamin' mama's little baby loves shortnin' breadAnd the moral of the story, I can testifyI get stoned on you girl, That's the best reason whyI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kind

Smokin' weed helped me take away the painSo I'm hopeless, rollin' down the freeway swervin', don't worryI'm 'bout to crash up on the curb 'cause my vision's blurryMaybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?

They think they know meBut they do not know me'Cause I do not know meWho killed my homie?I wanna know namesClick-clack explainI can kill you but ain't nothin' gon' changeBut I might do it anywayYou gon' die any wayI'm gon' die any wayWe can go any dayIt can be any dayBut for youToday is the dayToday is the day, yeahI was playin' Madden then I heard a knockEverybody know I got shot but this for niggas that forgotSometimes I thank God that I got set upWhen you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head upSuspect one, the homies never came to see meSuspect two, Red hid my gun behind the TVSuspect three, I was beefin' with this Crip in my apartmentShit started 'cause we fought and he couldn't see meThere's usually ten niggas in our dope spotCold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing StopI usually play Xbox with the gun cockedI'm cool with takin' mine, but I took other niggas' gunshotsChest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs notHole in my chest 'bout the size of a KumquatI know who shot me 'cause I shot themBut who set me up?

Yeah clear your paranoia up, tell me what's upYou look so happy drinking your glass of lemonadeYou kick your feet up, yeah we start watching moviesIf you got something on your mind just tell meYeah just tell me, do you remember everything we use to doDo you wish what happened never happened toYeah the chance of life is about to debutLet's put our love on reviewStand well mannered but they see right throughI see right through, let me talk to youYour life is unfolding quick, Yeah you look so cute in your 90s lipstickTell me what I signed up for, its about to ensueEverything I'm not, shot right throughYour cute little smile with your worthwhile loving eyesCan I be your guy or are you gonna tell me liesYeah are you gonna tell me liesI try to talk but my mind clouds my thoughtsEveryday I just bag it up, I'm a clerk talking your order, tell me what's upCan it all fit in the bag or do I Need to ring it slowTell me now, gotta tell me soonIn your BMW taking me home, tell me cute little words on the phone, hold the toneYeah clear your paranoia up, tell me what's upYou look so happy drinking your glass of lemonadeYou kick your feet up, yeah we start watching moviesIf you got something on your mind just tell me

Worked my hands right down to the boneGrit my teeth through every smileWill thisBreak meCause I feel I'mLiving everyday withOne foot firmlyInTheGraveI'm notSaying that I'm bulletproofBut I'm not afraid no I'm not afraidTo take any shots in life whenI've got so much left to giveNo I didn't come this far to failTell me is this suicideThere's a fire inside of meThat keeps me goingBut I can't breath when my lungsAre so full of smokeEvery scar I earnHelps relieve the painProof that I wont go down so easilyI'm notSaying that I'm bulletproofBut I'm not afraid no I'm not afraidTo take any shots in life whenI've got so much left to giveNo I didn't come this far to failNo I didn't come this farI'm notSaying that I'm bulletproofBut I'm not afraid no I'm not afraidTo take any shots in life whenI've got so much left to giveNo I didn't come this far to failI'm notSaying that I'm bulletproofBut I'm not afraid no I'm not afraidTo take any shots in life whenI've got so much left to giveNo I didn't come this far to fail

Walking down the streetCan't afford to rest my feetI just can't agree, with my environmentI would like to see, what can be doneAbout itHey I'm not afraid to wake upI'm not afraid to wak upNo I'm not araid of another dayI am ready oh yeahMmmh mmh mmh, woe woe woo woeMmmh mmmh mmh, woe woe woo woeLiving in this timeGot so much thigs on my mindLiving in this worldI can't afford to lose controlSpeak up for your rightExpect it going be a fightBetter a free man than a slaveBetter a real man any dayWhat did you sayMi never hear what you say, little while aGoPeople get ready, oh heyA suh wi like, a suh wi like itSmall people one day will get bigThose they call minorityMost of the people that you seeDon't you ever abuse, not one humble manSmall people must get bigSmall people they must get bigSmall people one day must get bigSmall people oh make the world go roundCome make the world go roundOh make the world go roundLord, make the world go round, roundStruggle all small people put your bestshotGive it your best shot, lick it while it hotI'm gonna hit you with music, hit you with musicI'm gonna hit you with music, hit you with musicI'm gonna hit you with music, hit you with musicI'm gonna hit you with music, hit you with musicI'm gonna hit you with musicWelcome all small people

Like a liar's pants, I'm on fireAnd I got no plans to retire and I'm still the man you admireThese chicks are spazzin' out, I only get more handsome and flyerI got 'em passin' out like what you do when you hand someone flyersAnd what goes around comes around just like the blades on a chainsaw'Cause I caught the flack, but my dollars stacked right off the bat like a baseballLike Kid Ink, bitch, I got them racks with so much ease that they call me Diddy'Cause I make bands and I call getting cheese a cakewalk (cheesecake), yeahBitch, I'm a player, I'm too motherfuckin' stingy for CherWon't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretending to careBut I'll tell a bitch I'll marry her if she'll bury herFace on my genital area, the original Richard RamirezChristian Rivera, 'cause my lyrics never sit wellSo they wanna give me the chairLike a paraplegic, and it's scary, call it Harry Caray'Cause every Tom and Dick and Harry carry a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionaryOn 'em, swearing up and down, they can spit, this shit's hilariousIt's time to put these bitches in the obituary columnWe wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problemGet the shaft like a steering column (monster)Trigger happy, pack heat, but it's black inkEvil half of the Bad Meets EvilThat means take a back seatTake it back to Fat Beats with a maxi singleLook at my rap sheet, what attracts these peopleIs my gangster, bitch, like Apache with a catchy jingleI stack chips, you barely got a half-eaten CheetoFill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'emOther words, I Minute Maid 'emI don't wanna hurt 'em, but I did, I'm in a fit of rageI'm murderin' again, nobody will evade himFinna kill 'em and dump all their fuckin' bodies in the lakeObliterating everything, incinerate a renegadeI'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraidBut don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally illI'm Atilla, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorillaYou're bringin' the killer within me out of meYou don't want to be the enemy of the demon who entered meAnd be on the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd beEvery bit of me is the epitome of a spitterWhen I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duckOr you finna be dead the minute you run into meA hunnid percent of you is a fifth of a percent of meI'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadableYou wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatableI'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadableI'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in fullI'm not afraid to pull theMan, stopLook what I'm plannin', haha

I love to look into your big brown eyesThey talk to me and seem to hypnotizeYou say the things nobody dares to sayAnd I'm not about to let you fly awayMy lover with no jet lagWe'll stay up all night in my sleepin' bagYou got a heart-beatin' rhythm from the subterraneanI really love you little girl, I don't need to explainI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindAh, like deja vu I feel like I've been hereOr somewhere else but you've been always nearIt's you that's in my dreams I'm beggin' forBut I woke up when someone slammed the doorSo hard I fell out of bedScreamin' mama's little baby loves shortnin' breadAnd the moral of the story, I can testifyI get stoned on you girl, That's the best reason whyI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kindI love you 'cause your deuces are wild, girlLike a double shot of lovin' so fineI've been lovin' you since you was a child, girl'Cause you and me is two of a kind

Yo, I'm every MC, it's all in meThat's the way it is, when ya gotta beIndeed as I distort I proceed, I needGettin' hotter than sacks of boom, in my room at the RamadaFour tanks in your memory banks to fill upI provide the static, with scratch to match, while you catch the vibeMost can play high post, but yo that don't mean shitBecause my click'll make a motherfucker sickI flips, redder than pork, comin' to New York to mix(It's Bob Powers) With the snares and kicks to fixRhythmically, you got ta be, static-whyMagically I appear, spark a L and drink a beerWith air smooth, takin' niggas loot with diceThen shoot The Roots, poetic, courageously kineticVagabond, versatile and various, plus rap stylesOf mine are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm fine and fiveFoot seven, inches in heightMy mission to strike mics and lighten your tightsRidin' in, like lightningFluorescent, incandescent, effervescentlyI represent, Foreign Objects and Ill ElementsVery relevant, plus intelligently managin' matterThat's makin' tracks fatter, revolve aroundSaturn like rings and brings swings when I sings with bassThen distort up in your face like maceBustin' your dreams, I gasp with loaded magazinesI'm on the rap scene, re-color fellas like a vaccineAs I, rocks from under blunderin' I'm not, lyricallyYa get, shot, get caught so distort with thought, for realIt's the illest out the Phi, short for Philidelph-iada-flyMoney makin' move fakin' I isn'tniggas can nah front, I'm poetically exquisiteWicked, with the visit while you're wonderin' what is itDig it, yo, my mellow, um, what up for the night?

I said, "I got no idea"I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my babySo I always keep a bottle nearHe said, "I just think you're depressed"This me, "Yeah, baby, and the rest"They tried to make me go to rehabBut I said, "No, no, no"Yes, I've been blackBut when I come back, you'll know, know, knowI don't ever wanna drink againI just, oh, I just need a friendI'm not gonna spend ten weeksHave everyone think I'm on the mendAnd it's not just my prideIt's just 'til these tears have driedThey tried to make me go to rehabI said, "No, no, no"Yes, I've been blackBut when I come back, you'll know, know, knowI ain't got the timeAnd if my daddy thinks I'm fineHe's tried to make me go to rehabBut I won't go, go, go

And it's all good if you're badAnd it's okay if you're madIf I was out flashin' my dollasI'd be a bitch, not a ballerThey'd paint me out to be badSo it's okay that I'm madI'm so sick of runningAs fast as I canWondering if I'd get there quickerIf I was a man (you know that)And I'm so sick of themComing at me again (coming at me again)'Cause if I was a man (if I was man)Then I'd be the man (then I'd be the man)I'm so sick of runningAs fast as I can (as fast as I can)Wondering if I'd get there quickerIf I was a man (hey)And I'm so sick of themComing at me again (coming at me again)'Cause if I was a man (if I was man)Then I'd be the manI'd be the manI'd be the man (oh)I'd be the man (yeah)I'd be the man (I'd be the man)(If I was a man, I'd be the man)

Why am I online? It's driving me crazyI'm riding shotgun tryna get a gaugeOn what's hot, but I'm not gonna' conformBut as days pass in this shitAnd opinions sway, I can hear them sayIf I stay passionate maybe I can stay Jay miraculousComeback as if I went awayBut detractors just say (so much) for the RenegadeSomeone's gonna make me blow my composureHere I go again, center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage(Some want a champion to fall I still wonder why I laugh at 'em'Cause why care when I'm awesome?)

This boy here wants to move too fastHe sees my future as havin' a past, wellI don't think so, I don't think soThat boy there, well he's playing the foolHe thinks he's funny and he thinks he's cool, wellI don't think so, I don't think soCheap date, bad taste another night gone to wasteTalking about nothing and so many wordsIt's not like I'm not tryin''Cause I'll give anyone a shot onceAnd II close my eyes and I kiss that frogEach time findingThe more boys I meet, The more I love my dogHere's this guy, he thinks he's bad to the boneHe wants to pick me up and take me home, wellI don't think so, I don't think soCage fights, Playstation, X-games raid a nationOver sized pants with an ego to matchIt's not like I'm not tryin''Cause Ill give anyone a shot onceAnd II close my eyes and I kiss that frogEach time findingThe more boys I meet, The more I love my dogWhy can't they be like the ones that mean everything to me,Warm and loyal, open and friendlyIt's not like I'm not tryin''Cause I give anyone a shot onceI close my eyes and I kiss that frogEach time findingThe more boys I meet, The more I love myI close my eyes and I kiss that frogEach time findingThe more boys I meet, The more I love my dogThe more I love my dog

Oh, pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you goI must confess, that my loneliness is killing me nowDon't you know I still believeThat you will be hereAnd give me a signHit me, baby, one more timeMy loneliness is killing me (and I)I must confess I still believe (still believe)When I'm not with you I lose my mindGive me a signHit me, baby, one more timeI must confess (my loneliness) that my loneliness (is killing me)Is killing me now (I must confess)Don't you know I still believe (I still believe)That you will be here (when I'm not with you I lose my mind)And give me a signHit me, baby, one more time