"Hear Me Out" lyrics
Apollo Brown & Skyzoo Lyrics
Prayers to the all mighty for all the thoughts that he stopped
And to the other all mighty in the Vaultek box
Word to all of the dualities I been juggling backstage
Power to my people, I got Geronimo Pratt aim
Last man standing with a throne behind me
And bet I know the decorations like I know the lobby
The same corridor for sale was turning origami
We watched the Whitneys in attendance get to going Bobby
My abi said everything my umi said, attention as pretty as a newlywed
Surrounded by Bishop's thinking they knew the ledge
Came down from off of that roof and wrote the monologue
Penny 1 model lord, bean pie connoisseur
From where the Stanfields and the Monks is Dalai Lamas
In the same hoodie but I stood out like Wembanyama
Started low and had to break through the line like writing a comma
Picking me to translate how this goes? I'll do the honors like
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Spell my name right on the check and keep the photo-ops with you
I'm better up out the way where being low ain't an issue
Like "Son, I'd rather count more and pod less"
Your vision got you thinking in reverse? I'm like "God bless you cock-eyeds"
Come through to my side, my catalog is a Stuy guide
Minus the high-rise, closet looks like I started Sa-Ra
Caught in the voilà, fiend arms dangle like Popeye
Chicks on the sideline, Nuyorican accent like LaLa
Taught to abide by what we raised on
Says a lot why we don't ride around to the same songs
I'm a clue tape graduate, I rap like I'm shooting from past tense
40 something with 40-something 2K badges
I know kids who'll sling you the bottles and give you the spoons
I know chicks that look like models who listen to Doom
Waddup Queens? Coming live from Kings Plaza
And my ghostwriting line looks like Utica and Snyder
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Hear me out
And to the other all mighty in the Vaultek box
Word to all of the dualities I been juggling backstage
Power to my people, I got Geronimo Pratt aim
Last man standing with a throne behind me
And bet I know the decorations like I know the lobby
The same corridor for sale was turning origami
We watched the Whitneys in attendance get to going Bobby
My abi said everything my umi said, attention as pretty as a newlywed
Surrounded by Bishop's thinking they knew the ledge
Came down from off of that roof and wrote the monologue
Penny 1 model lord, bean pie connoisseur
From where the Stanfields and the Monks is Dalai Lamas
In the same hoodie but I stood out like Wembanyama
Started low and had to break through the line like writing a comma
Picking me to translate how this goes? I'll do the honors like
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Spell my name right on the check and keep the photo-ops with you
I'm better up out the way where being low ain't an issue
Like "Son, I'd rather count more and pod less"
Your vision got you thinking in reverse? I'm like "God bless you cock-eyeds"
Come through to my side, my catalog is a Stuy guide
Minus the high-rise, closet looks like I started Sa-Ra
Caught in the voilà, fiend arms dangle like Popeye
Chicks on the sideline, Nuyorican accent like LaLa
Taught to abide by what we raised on
Says a lot why we don't ride around to the same songs
I'm a clue tape graduate, I rap like I'm shooting from past tense
40 something with 40-something 2K badges
I know kids who'll sling you the bottles and give you the spoons
I know chicks that look like models who listen to Doom
Waddup Queens? Coming live from Kings Plaza
And my ghostwriting line looks like Utica and Snyder
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Brought along everyone around me
'Nuff room in the truck if it allows me
You know the way the talking go if it's about me
Told the corner store, "Bet I'll make you proud of me"
Hear me out
Hear me out
