Glockappella Lyrics - Singles - Cee-lo

Brother, you've been on my mind, oh brother 

We've changed over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you 

I bet you don't think I know no better but sanging the blues 

Oh but brother have I got news for you, I'm something 

And I know you know that I'm something too 

Yeah, usually I don't get into all this battle rap shit 

And all that shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it 

And after I get it off my chest may God bless it 

I will invest four minutes exactly for everyone 

Who had the audacity to attack me 

I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire quicker 

'Cause to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker 

Yet I react without even a crack in my composure 

But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a closure 

I'm worthy and my associates and I named the South Dirty 

And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have heard me 

But I ain't even breathin' until I get an even 30 

I could casually clap up the front of somebody's throwback jersey 

You makin' me hafta talk this way, ain'tcha? 

You makin' me hafta talk this way 

You forcin' me to walk this way 

Maybe my album will get bought this way 

Niggaz slow down around me, I make 'em superstitious 

And one of my vices used to be wanting to look visually vicious 

But instead I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious 

But you will appreciate what a sacrifice this is 

And I know you ambitious young men, you have my best wishes 

Have a piece of this pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes 

When you assassinate my character, not one remark misses 

So it's gone get funky when I'm fryin' these little fishes 

Fuck fakin', there has been some offense taken 

But this itty bitty beef is, beneath me like bacon 

But hear me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you halfway 

You know me, somebody will surely owe me 

When it comes to respect, I only put my family before me 

And the beat ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger 

And I'll be strict about straight every one of you niggaz like strangers 

I'll put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and clothes 

Amateurs and pros, hard-head niggaz and hoes, also friends and foes 

Let it be known that you'll lose your life fucking around with Lo 

This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing diamonds forever 

Like I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky 

'Cause ain't nobody around here ready to die 

But if there's more that you want, can't but one side win 

And I'm damn sure ready to try motherfucker, yeah 

Hold on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, hold on 

Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad 

Decide to ride down your street and just hurt somebody bad 

You know, as in house, hurt somebody's child or somebody's spouse 

You see what I'm saying and you know I can be what I'm sayin' 

And I got the most to lose but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga 

You become a target and will remain a target until you are hit 

You gone fuck around and found out that's Lo still down for it 

I ain't scared of ya, never been scared of ya 

If anything I'm scared for ya because I'm so ahead of ya 

Take that to the head brother before I walk up on your bed brother 

And paint your blood in red brother, you heard what I said, brother? 

Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I tricked you 

We got a real awful thang goin' down, getting down 

There's a whole lot of talkin' going round 

You best believe me before I pack up and move out of town 

I will gladly gone and glock one of them down 

I said, bring me the funk, I want the funk 

I said, bring me the funk, give me the funk 

I said bring me the funk, I can handle the funk 

Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk, motherfucker