Letra de The Nice One - Tech N9ne

Hey

What's up?

You're Aaron, right?

I am him

They say you're the nice one

Oh yeah?

Yeah, ahaha

When I'm in the hall, the white one's

See me and stop at my locker

"Somebody said you're the nice one"

She ready to go

When the night comes

Maybe we can talk is my offer

"I can really tell you're the nice one"

She ready to go

Rogue Dog Villain

Is the hood that I hang with, the people say "I know y'all killing

Other people", and we so all chilling

Especially in school, never know raw dealing

Even though life only show tall ceilings

That we will never reach, on our souls fall buildings

The white women see us in droves, call squealing

Out of my homies, be one particular bro y'all feeling (A. Yates)

You like it? (Okay, great)

She said I feel like a (safe space)

And would I like to have a (playmate)?

She wanna pick (a day)

When her folks gonna (vacate)

The house for work, go that route to lurk with a few homies who not of (their race)

So the plan came straight out of her mouth

The next day, skip school, go to her house

For a second I start to wonder what the thirst 'bout

She want a black boy to come give her the workout

A whole lot of trust from the jump she got

Gave me the address way up on a honky block

Hope the homies don't leave me hanging like a bungee drop

Tomorrow, a ditch party, let the fun be locked

Here's my address

10am, don't be late

I got four homies I'm bringing with me

Is that cool?

That's fine, we're gonna have a good time

Now we both late

When I'm in the hall, the white one's

See me and stop at my locker

"Somebody said you're the nice one"

She ready to go

When the night comes

Maybe we can talk is my offer

"I can really tell you're the nice one"

She ready to go

Me and my homies on the buses to Southwest

And we plan to get off then break out, yes

Have a day without teachers and without tests

We gon' foot it from here to her house, bet

When we made it to the house near 85th

She had the music loud on some crazy shit

She welcomed us in, now the fun gonna begin

"Can I get that bottle of Boones you babysit?"

My homies in the kitchen eating up the cereal and everything, tripping

Me and her, we just sipping on the couch until her older sister came in the front door straight bitching

Yelling like "They're not supposed to be in here at all!"

Little sister said "Please don't be weird and call our dad"

Her sister left and tearing falls, at the same time her hands nearing balls

Now we in the back, though

For about 30 minutes and her dad show

Pulling up in about four construction trucks

What the fuck, I jumped up in a flash, yo

She tried to run me and my homies to the back door

But three is already coming in with hard hats, oh

Some in the front and coming from the basement

So we breaking the patio sliding door as we dash, go!

Go, go, go, go

Fuck!

Okay, we on the next block, act cool

Gotcha

Oh shit! That's her sisters boyfriend

Keep walking

We're you at the winter trade house?

Nah

Well, her dad, he doesn't like niggers

Me and my dogs on a tight one

Looking out for cops and her papa

In a suburb, the nice one

I'm running fasho

Here I come

Don't stop 'til I got to my block, bruh

Made it to the hood where I'm from

Step daddy can't know

Woke up, rode bus to school

Me and the bros hush, we know stuff, but cool

Keep it closed up, we soldiers for true

Yesterday never rose up 'cause we block stars

Exited the bus and noticed in front of school, bunch of cop cars

But paid it no mind, to the class I am assigned

And knowing whatever drama was not ours

Then the intercom said "Aaron Yates, to the office please"

My nerves lost its ease, a scared and slow walk this needs

Went from hardcore to the softest breed

I walked in the office full of cops, she crying, her daddy yelled out "That's him!

He broke my glass, stole my coin collection and three guns

Went on the run, I couldn't catch them"

I said "I ain't steal a goddamn thang"

And that's right when the cop's slam came

The principal, she made him stop, mam rang

My Muslim step-pops, man, dang!

They told him I was looking at suspension

If they seen us together, no talking, not a mention

Rode the school bus home with stool guts

Get home, I walk into what? Lots of tension!

What's the hell wrong with you?

Got these people calling my phone

What the hell them crackers gon' do for you, huh?

I don't know

Gon' get your ass killed out here

I better not hear shit else from that school

Now, get your ass upstairs!

Any phone calls were like none

Activities stopped like I was in lockup

Punishment for the nice one

No where to go

The white one

The connection dropped

And I got to spend the vacation like none

My summer was slow

The white one's

See me and stop at my locker

"Somebody said you're the nice one"

She ready to go

When the night comes

Maybe we can talk is my offer

"I can really tell you're the nice one"

She ready to go

Look, better to get that ass beat at home than in jail for doing that shit

Ahaha, I was so bad it seem like every Summer I was on punishment

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