เนื้อเพลง They're out to Get Me - Busta Rhymes

[Mr. Porter]
I'm just playin wit y'all n*ggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all n*ggaz
I'm just playin wit y'all n*ggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all n*ggaz!

They told me to! {*echoes*}

[Chorus: Mr. Porter]
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raaawww)
They so cold... I know... that They're out to Get Me
And alllll those people I call my friends, let it gooooooooo
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this monnneeeyyy can change your friends' faaaiiittthhh

[Busta Rhymes]
Geah! See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeur
Keep my enemies close, keep my friends even closer
Muhf*ckers that I grew around, thought I could rock wit 'em
Watch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocket
I see 'em coming from afar because I been through so much sh*t
They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my n*ggaz, took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong n*ggaz, had to filter 'em out
Type of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectful
behind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick full
It's cool though, I f*cks wit 'em even though I ain't wit it
That's why the gats be in the house whenever n*ggaz come visit
Serve 'em drinks and welcome all to the law
For let ya drunk friend to show his true side until ya forced to cut him off
I seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechless
Sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness
See now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround me
Come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Listen! Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke on
how n*ggaz steal this funny style and I was struggling broke
Even though it don't surprise me, sh*t it's still kinda funny
When I ain't have, a n*gga still would come and try to take from me
Instead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end sh*t
N*ggaz was trying to be loyal, just to maintain a friendship
In the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequel
I'm with the wrong muhf*ckers, plus they 'pose to be people's
As I get more money, days get colder
I learned to realize that power only lies in the hands of the beholder
So then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldier
Moving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulder
Living by morals and principles mainly
Having heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a f*cker betrayed me
But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
I promise that they not even foreseeing the size of the sh*t they'll be facing
I'm Aftermath now, sh*t's getting worse
Now when those same "friends" see me goin hard that sh*t be making 'em hurt

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Instead they getting together with me so we both can get rich
When I'm outta town, these n*ggaz busy tryna f*ck with my b*tch
Same n*ggaz spend they money 'til the sh*t'll diminish
I hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these n*ggaz, that'll owe me so much sh*t
that they can't pay me back for, f*ck all the dumb sh*t
Sometime we can't forgive whatever balances off
'Specially when n*ggaz cross the line that n*ggaz never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same sh*t, get the Range
The more money n*ggaz get, sh*t around you will change
Even though n*ggaz'll flip and say, "He the one changed"
F*ck you, the dude'll just'll justify.. takin his sh*t from you
The more money I get, I get more dangerous stupid
'Cause I been broke before, and I refuse to go back to it
And while I sweep these n*ggaz up under the rug with a broom
If I never see these "friends" again, that sh*t'll be too soon
Sh*t is real like every wind in my breath
And that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!

[Chorus]