Blu, EXILE - My World Is... lyrics

Uh, uh hah uh, uh hah uh
Hahaha, I don't know no more blue!
Yeah, you know my name rings a bell
Or should I say rocks 'em
I'm shell toe rockin'
Females, I don't got 'em
But get 'em with no problem
And I don't pack stadiums yet
I still rock 'em
And they still spell my name
Fucked up on they flyers
It's B-L-U, and if you see the E, drop 'em
It's like they droppin' E from
The beats E is dropping
Got your peeps eavesdropping and the
World keeps watching him huh, see y'all
I see 'em checking out the scenery
They seem to be jockin' him
Chicks scream his name out from the
Bleachers like they proud of him (Blu)
A product of a God-fearing pastor
Who was quick to whip my ass
But his whoopings wasn't hot enough
So, I flow conscious
But still rep the Koochie Monstas
And still crush the competition
No kid is hotter than (Blu)
Your momma's kitchen, beg
Your pardon darling, listen
I'm a nigga on a mission and
These bitches ain't stopping him

Blue (Stop jockin' him) Blue
My world is blue

So you can ride if you want, nigga
I skipped class in school a few
Times but I ain't dumb, nigga
Pitched grass too, a few times
But, I don't pump, nigga
Never was the fastest in class
But, if you put me on the track
I was guaranteed to run niggas
Like back when I was a young spitter
Bitches used to aks me kick a flow to 'em
Next thing you know, I'm stroking 'em
But, I was into older ones
Kinda like my teachers
On the first day of school, I would
Say, "It's nice to meet ya, i'm "

Blu (But, you can call me) Blu
(I ain't stoppin' 'til my) My
World is blue (Uh, yeah)

And my mission's just beginning
Call it Genesis i'm God's eye messenger but
The devil's nemesis
It's no better predicament
I'm straightenin' out the facts
'cause you twisting it
Nigga, this a Bridgetown crown rocker
Not a fake affiliate i been in many cliques
But this is where soldiers are bred
And many members fell off 'cause
They didn't know the ledge
'Cause they heads got gassed up
They still ain't got no drive
I'ma ride 'til I crash
And I still ain't got a ride (World is blue)
I move slow 'cause, bro
I got a lot on my mind
That's why I'm quick to give ya pieces
When I'm jotting my lines (Bl)
Still grinding at the drop of a dime
Tryna rob the world for
Every cent, 'cause, shit
I owe a lot to my moms
And I ain't stopping 'til I change
It for my five little sisters
'Cause the view from they window
Consist of strippers and hookers
And all my brothers see
Is the pushers, hustlers, and killers
So I walk down blocks as if
The sun had called me "nigga"
Mad at the world, heh (World is blue)
But Nas told me it was
Mine's right before halftime
But, it's fourth quarter and
We just getting it, lyin' for the benefit's
I told you if I wrote it
I'm sticking with every cent of it
'Cause if it goes down
I'ma be sinkin' with my penmanship
Just like a captain
And you can only imagine how much
Passion that I put in this
For some magazine to try rate me
On how good it is?
Please, fuck a critic, nigga
This is my life, if you ain't put in it
Don't think I need your two cents
Now like you been pushing it
'Cause opinions are assholes: they
Full of shit
And everybody's got one, if not
They tryna cop one
I'm balancing my options, I can be hustlin'
On the block or moving rocks
Like it's under construction
Or really bustin' for change 'cause I
Wanna come up outta these boots
Like I'm Superman here to save the dame
And hear the crowd screaming my name
Like, "Look up on the stage, it's a bird
It's a plane" nah, nigga, that's (Blu)

Ahhhh! Lift your churches to the heavens!
We are the eternal lantern
Guiding us through the misty mist
And the dusty dust
On the straight and narrow path