เพลง Need To Know (feat. Chance The Rapper) (Explicit)

Need To Know - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis/Chance the Rapper

Oh my

Washing out cigarettes in the bathroom

Should probably only give my opinion

When I'm asked to

I'm really good at telling the half truth

But usually only when I have to

The money doesn't work the chain doesn't work

Something broken in my brain got me praying in the dirt

Got me stranded in my bed like I'm laying in the hearse

And the grass is always greener when you play on astroturf

Wonder why my generation poppin' pills and poppin' percs

And got some w**d and got some purp

And got some bars and got some syurp

And got some Jordan's on my feet

I went and matched them with my shirt

And I just Instagrammed them both

To show you that I got them first

Got a Louis duffel bag I got my girl a purse

I'm tryna find God through a purchase

I'm not tryna go to church

Amen satan told me not to serve

I only think about myself

I only think about my worth

I only think about my come-up capitalism

Look at where we come from we are what we run from

We are why we smoke some so numb so numb so numb

I'mma tell you what you need to know

I'mma tell you what you need to hear

'Cause the truth would be too much

Yeah the truth would be yeah the truth would be

I'mma tell you what you need to know

I'mma tell you what you need to hear

'Cause the truth would be too much

Yeah the truth would be yeah the truth would be

I cry when she smile with her eyes closed

I'm already afraid to tight clothes

I want all her best friends to be white folks

I scratched out this line so many times

I can't forget it

It's f**ked up I almost say it every time

That I edit

I swear rapping make it easy to lie

But secrets don't make it easy to write

I met the devil in Manhattan quickly ended discussion

I don't need a thing he warned of repercussions

But I know he come in all forms

That won't be his last visit

Time is moving fast and I'm running where the past is

Looking in the mirror like d**n that ain't my dad is it

He handed a choice but he ain't hold my hand in it

I spent a pretty penny on microphones many midis

In years and C Ds I put the indy in Windy City

Indian giver black father white liar

Right next to Eazy like Mike Myers

Stare at the cue cards take out the juke parts

Take out the God references just leave the cool parts

I remember opening for Ben wasn't no liquor at the show

And now the white girls call me n***a at my show

I wish that I could open twice

Sit down at the open mic

Go back to the day before I became famous over night

I wish I could open twice

Sit down at the open mic

Go back to the day before I became famous over night

I'mma tell you what you need to know

I'mma tell you what you need to hear

'Cause the truth would be too much

Yeah the truth would be yeah the truth would be

I'mma tell you what you need to know

I'mma tell you what you need to hear

'Cause the truth would be too much

Yeah the truth would be yeah the truth would be

Oh my

Oh my

My baby

Baby

Oh my

Oh my

My baby

Baby

I'mma tell you what you need to know

I'mma tell you what you need to hear

'Cause the truth would be too much

Yeah the truth would be yeah the truth would be okay