Текст песни Curious George - Nate Rose

I need to know everything
Who and the what
And the where
I need everything
Trust me
I hear what you're saying
But act like it's new what you're telling me
I'm Curious George
I hop in the Porsche
It's 500 horse
I'm ready for war
I'm coming for throats
They turn to a ghost
I need to know everything
You'd be surprised at the info you get
Just by letting em talk
So I'm letting em talk
Gotta keep quiet
Maneuver in silence
Then lead 'em and
Chalk up they body
Another one bodied
That's just how it goes
I got some secrets
I'm shaking the game
So they stay on their toes
Stay in your lane
I just stay on the go
I came to play with pros
And act like a rookie
So they overlook me
Then I double up again under they nose
None of 'em cold
They just got lucky but never adapted
So I'm 10 to 1 if it's coming to blows
My enemies cutting it close
I let 'em think that they got me
But what do you know
I had 'em beat before we ever spoke
I'm ready for smoke
I need to know everything
Who and the what
And the where
I need everything
Trust me
I hear what you're saying
But act like it's new what you're telling me
I'm Curious George
I hop in the Porsche
It's 500 horse
I'm ready for war
I'm coming for throats
They turn to a ghost
I need to know everything
Now they ain't go harder than me
They need a blade in a sheath
A shank and piece
A crate full of heat
An army, a fleet
A tank and a jeep
A navy at sea, with 8 submarines
An ace up they sleeve
A team of marines
A freak on a leash
A beast with an appetite
Razors for teeth
And still they will lay at my feet
Boy you got the wrong one
I gotta look over all of my publishing
Statements for Q1 as soon as the songs done
I gotta call up my mama and tell her I made it as soon as my logs done
I gotta read all my trade
Publications and sip on my tea till it's all done
I think it's all fun
I need to know everything
Who and the what
And the where
I need everything
Trust me
I hear what you're saying
But act like it's new what you're telling me
I'm Curious George
I hop in the Porsche
It's 500 horse
I'm ready for war
I'm coming for throats
They turn to a ghost
I need to know everything