Songtext Who i am The Diplomats

Who i am

Uh-huh, Santana
I like that man, that ba-da-ba-ba, that's hot
I like that,
yeah who are you?
Santana
Shit is crazy man
Y'all think niggaz don't cry man?
We do Yeah, man I gotta get my thoughts together, I be thinking a lot
Light up a blunt, think of a rhyme sometimes too
But it's like yo... zone out
[Juelz Santana]
The time is now, my grind is here shit
My body is focused, my mind's in gear, let's start it
I'm moving at an unstoppable pace, I managed to reach the top of the race
Before it started damn, cold-hearted man
Rip apart your man, for the green dollar
Plain reppin' my target, stay and holla
Shoot and move from where ever my targets land
Damn, shit, I see ghosts when I sleep
It's real, I got to wake up, just to know I was sleep
Holding the heat, cold sweat all on my sheets
That's why I paint the most vividest pictures
For my niggaz my bitches in the same position I live in
No oil or hot water, just boiling hot water
Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water, shit
But Who Am I man
I cry too man, fuck is wrong wit ya'll man
Who am i, shit is real man,
U kno...
I told u we cry man,
We also talk about real shit, so fuck wit me
Well atleast most of da time, we do talk about some bull shit too man
[Juelz Santana]
I lived the life of a loner, with a righteous persona
But still sell crack right on the corner
My life consist of, a big puzzle that's mixed up
Big bucks, big drugs, if I get caught, then it's big cuffs
Big bailor gets up, I get out, shit what, this shit sucks
I need to find another road to follow
One that's new and strong, not old and hollow
As I hold this bottle and smoke this reefeer
Listening to some old Aaliyah, I say, damn... shit is crazy man
And a tear comes trembeling down
Never seen a man cry, well you witness it now
Shit, this ain't game from the heart, this pain from the heart
This is for you Dame, it came from the heart, so
I already told ya'll we cry man,
U kno who seen me cry da most? my mother tho man
She watched me cry alot man
Yeah i cried a whole lot around moms
[Juelz Santana]
Mommy, I just want you to know
I'm in love with you so, if you wasn't here I'd be in love with ya soul
My angel, mommy I'd die faithful
Just knowing somone tried to violate you
I'll slide 8s through the side of their facial
Squeeze and rip apart a side of they facial
I'd take a slug, eat a bullet,I'll swallow a gun
Shit, you gotta know I'm your son
Damn, this type of love, could only come from a son
Hold up mommy, I'm twisted I'm drunk...listen
listen to me damn, damn
once again yo, once again
[Juelz Santana]
Yeah, but it's more then the liquor and weed
Yeah it's more then the liquor in me
Shit, I gotta get it together
I was falling off, with drunk words and sober thoughts
So, I'm still speaking the truth
And what I'm still speaking is truth, this is your youngest sons speaking to you.. mommy
Who am i man
I done spoke to ya'll enough
I think now ya'll know why we cry
Ayo dame cut dat shit off