Lyrics No Idols - Amin TMK

Oh no, I never give up so easily
Oh no, I never
Are there some Ukrainians? What happen when you one up against the Tankie?
Fuck them narcies, don't make me angry
Shit gets tragic (shit gets tragic)
Fuck around to find out, bitch (DP, the Producer)

Fuckin' up, like gang stangs
Like Pinky Bling and Berra Reigns
Like handy-painting Mary Jane (I heard you wanna play)
It really got no room for no idols
Where I'm from, we put 'To Let' in your vitals (might hail or run away)
So, be careful when you startin' that shit
If I come in loud, don't let it switch (we run some morphy kids)
Streets got more hits than listed
Chopper gon' flam, like them high rock pestis (it's the life we chose)

Alpha Bad Boys are listening
Smilin', sayin', "Damn, this nigga respected!" (And that's the way it goes)
Don't give a fuck 'bout your feelings
Facebook say I'm a villain (haha)
First nigga step, I'ma kill 'em (I'ma kill 'em)
Ain't a cop into, but, I will drill 'em (won't see 'em again)

They say the internet had been a threat
Your disrespect will be addressed
Burn the body 'til there's nothing left (better warn your friends)
If you want it through, won't you come right through
Black dirty jewel, black diamond shoes
I put forth cockery unto you just to fuck your rose

I'm smokin' high shisha, out at cop in Cairo (smacked that)
On denial, do you know that shit my style? (You see it?)
My idols worship idols, they could never be my rivals (yes!)
I'm Luca on the ISO, my shooter walk, a tight roll (yes!)
They askin' how to stop 'em
How the fuck should I know? (How the fuck should I know?)
I used to dream of pistols, until Tanky showed me riffles
The stash looked like ISOs
My dip looked like the Eiffel
I keep it like I'm 5'4
We comin' for the title (for the title, yeah!)

Step into my home, I know you feel the aura
We don't keep secrets here, this is an open forum (fact)
Bein' honest with your people is very important (it's crucial)
Yeah, that 'Rarri must be fast, but it's slow to Lorraine
These prayers on the wall are much more than decorums (Alhamdulillah)
Anaconda skin, high tops, these are not Jordans (I don't do that)
I'm in Amman, Jordan, my cousin preparin' shisha (yes!)
Dreamin' of herbs, springs, and sandenistas
Then, at CentralPay, readin' Jay. and listenin' to Nina (Nina)
You have never seen a revolutionary cleaner! (Oh no, I never give up so easily)

You know them Alpha Bad Boys are listening
To the convo on your phone
Yeah, them Alpha Bad Boys are listening
They might show up at yo' home
Oh, them Alpha Bad Boys are listening
While you talkin' freaky to your girl
Oh, them Alpha Bad Boys are listening
To the whole motherfuckin' world