Nonbelievers - Homeboy Sandman

[Hook

YOU AIN’T TUFF 'NUFF

TO THUMP WITH ME]

I got a girl with my name tattooed on her

I try not to be rude, I try not to switch moods on her

Or put moves on her

She put moves on me, had to put rules on her

I put roofs on her, I put food in her, fuel in her

She get full then I feud with her, but I fool with her

She act cute, drop clues when I’m cruel with her

But I’m cool with her

Cigarette smoke is nasty, hate to walk passed it, do not walk past me

Smoking that bullshit, that shit is pollution

I’m on that old shit, i’m on that new shit

I ain’t gotta do shit, I ain’t gotta prove shit

I done been through shit, I’m like Confucius

But in the future, I hit on Medusa

I was the composer, Rich was the producer (Ayyy!)

I got light brown privilege, not as good as the white one

But it’s still sickening, but it’s no picnic

Actually it is, why the fuck I keep bitching?

Boy Sand, descendant of Ham and hath risen

Don’t look now but the half wit have what?

The half wit have wisdom

Don’t keep lowering the bass my black sista

Blast the fat system

Wooooo