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[Intro] I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these n!gga be- [Verse 1] A-a-a-all my damn life, subjugated to the bulls*it Ready for the end, somebody clip bang Eyes closed, putting my mouth on the barrel Staring down the fu*king shooter like, \”Hurry, quick, spray\” Whiplashing, head banging ’til I’m brain-dead If I’m finna die, might as well like my name spread [Chorus] If I die, if I die (I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp) Make my name spread, uh (And all these n!gga beats dropped in me) If I die, if I die Make my name spread (Motherfu*kers ain’t stopping me) [Verse 2] First grade renegade walking on the classroom Had a bunch of kids try and press me in a bathroom Mom and Dad asking why I’m always in a bad mood I ain’t wanna talk about that right now Past in the past how I act right now If I snap, guarantee that you gon’ all find out Done with the chatter I ain’t tryna waste my energy on anybody who ain’t elevate my style (Ay) B!tch I’m fed up, fake motherfu*ker know they never gon’ catch up Fake it ’til you make it, like they tryna bleed ketchup Must’ve never heard I get better with the pressure Ha-ha-had to go pick up my pen up Dilemma done haunted my mental for a minute was down Flex with depression My head was obsessed with vibrations, I started to tweak with my sound Then I flipped from little kid to getting props from legends, b!tch Took a break that pushed me back, but far from where the journey ends Now my head’s focused on M’s, music and the millions Suck my d!ck then play my s*it, if you hate me, make me greater, b!tch Got me in my meta, know I never settle, tell me who is better? No one, ho You look like a set-up, me, I’m just a step-up Do this without effort, they don’t know P-pick up where I left off in the last place Come a long way from having Khan as my last name Broke a couple friendships, now I’m in the fast lane Doing 90s on a 20 ’til I hit the gas can, mane Damn, call me Khan, atom b0mb to your face, b!tch Damn, Shao Kahn, you suck, catch this fade, b!tch Ran around, something foul, who fu*k with me? A kid from NYC, M.O. my teens Str-str-struggles with finance, move out to seek Better living, but it only got harder to see Falling down, hunnid mile, pardon my speech But the more that I wrote became more part of me ‘Cause the more that I think ’bout what I’m meant to be Is the more that I struggle with my identity [Chorus] I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these n!gga beats dropped in me I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these, all these (All these, all these) I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these n!gga beats dropped in me I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these n!gga beats dropped in me I’m a fu*king figurehead and a, I’m a fu*king figurehead and I’m a fu*king figurehead and a, I’m a fu*king figurehead and I’m a fu*king figurehead and a motherfu*king pimp And all these and all these, dropped in me [Verse 3] They all tell me, keep my head high Get my money and invest wise What you always stressed out for? Just do your s*it and live your best life You already got your bread, right? Got a bed that you can rest, right? What the fu*k is you mad for? What the fu*k is you mad for? Troubles with the fam got me anxious I’m dependent on my isolation Got the empire on my shoulders And my lack of progress got me in frustration And I’m feeling that my infrastructure getting crashed And broke down from all the pressure Mom and Pop still passing judgment And my future feel like it’s bleak and flooded I’ve been walking through my rainy days All of my shoes muddied up in shame Do what I do just to drown the pain From all of my problems, I run away Granted, that s*it self-inflicted I can’t deny it, my pride is my poison Everything perfect, but that’s when I’m anxious ‘Cause s*it never work out when everything’s poignant Men lie, women lie Why I only trust myself and I? Why it’s only me on the mic? Why my circle never multiply? B!tches always wanna talk s*it Chatting ’bout how we never gon’ be s*it Y’all dudes never ever wanna walk s*it Stay fronting like you thinking that you the s*it To be honest, y’all mad bitter Other half need a wake-up call Some of y’all need a life adjustment But I just wanna get rid of y’all Everybody got something to say about everything, too much Most important lesson you could ever learn is how to shut the fu*k up. Khan lyrics – Khantrast : Get lyrics and music video of this song here on LyricsBull.com