No Doubt

Lyrics

Jean Grae ft. Block McCloud - "No Doubt" [Emcee(s): Jean Grae] [Producer(s): Nasain Nahmeean (AKA Jean Grae)] [Hook/Background Vocals: Block McCloud] [Intro: Jean Grae] I ain't afraid to shine different. Come on [Verse 1: Jean Grae] Devoted life to the dream of lights and fortune and fame, I might Just gain the vision or just might be living in vain. See, in the game It's fool's gold and platinum thugs stacked with cash Drugs and women, bubbling crime, troubling time I stayed humble with mine, had drama for words Encountered some birds who tried to take the shine, but I'm illuminating Like a thousand frozen wrists in the glint of the sun Worth the Franklin Mint and Wall Street combined into one They can't see it yet though. Different like niggas saying Petrol for gas, English metric system, bringing on the past Just trying to reach y'all, no one's at my arms' length Wanna stay in the race but slowly running out of breath They all alike, can't understand. Maybe it's safest To play the role and be another glitch in The Matrix Repetitive flow, embedded in dough. I run the risk of pissing Everybody off, but I don't care if you know [Hook: Jean Grae with Background Vocals by Block McCloud] Yo, I'm on The line like white china, table Lay it all out for this shit, nigga, no doubt Fuck real. I'm right. Told you The last time, man. Fuck y'all, say it Bring it, lay it all out for this shit, nigga No doubt. Fuck real. I'm right Told you the last time—things ain't different Say it, bring it. I'm on now [Verse 2: Jean Grae] Quit for good too many times—shit, maybe I should But it won't prevent rejection reappearing in life I even lay the toughest down for you, paint the ground floor Pain for you only so that you feel me write (Alright). They hear me Tight from the ills perhaps, but not a lot of scenes Like movie stills of fleeing from fiends and caps. I had Thrills in hospitals, couple of hot chases Romance with Jacks (Uh huh), Jills in dirty places (Uh huh) No jail cell been filled and no court cases, but Committed murder of flesh, two of my own faces At best, I'm a dime each, not a dozen, never cheap Fornicated adultery once and now I never cheat Younger sibling of two, family dysfunctional Problem with being on time, hardly ever punctual Punch-clocks give me the runs—it's not in my blood, akhi Y'all flashing guns at me. Time to go let it be [Hook: Jean Grae with Background Vocals by Block McCloud] Yo, I'm on The line like white china, table Lay it all out for this shit, nigga, no doubt Fuck real. I'm right. Told you The last time, man. Fuck y'all, say it Bring it, lay it all out for this shit, nigga No doubt. Fuck real. I'm right Told you the last time—things ain't different Say it, bring it. I'm on now [Verse 3: Jean Grae] See, I got these Bill-collectors practically at the door chilling I can't explain to Visa how I'm trying to stack a million Hustle on the side for chump change, it's not big-time I only do it for fries, chicken and wine and hump days Reality spit, dudes and rap bitches sick of me And if they write, they still print—I'm trying to do calligraphy All real, sit up just all night, just thinking it's All wrong, won't sleep 'til everything's alright I made brush fire noise, I need four-alarm 3 AM on the lawn with two kids and one slipper on Blaze now. Your days phase out like old sitcoms Trying to save the show by putting new fucking kids on Love me or not, respect it for what it's worth. I'm like A bundle of dough in a knot in a purse under your cot Undiscovered lines like connecting the dots. It's gonna happen Sooner or later. Fuck rapping. Just getting air [Hook: Jean Grae with Background Vocals by Block McCloud] Yo, I'm on The line like white china, table Lay it all out for this shit, nigga, no doubt Fuck real. I'm right. Told you The last time, man. Fuck y'all, say it Bring it, lay it all out for this shit, nigga No doubt. Fuck real. I'm right Told you the last time—things ain't different Say it, bring it. I'm on now