Love Myself

BTS - Love Myself Sözleri [Produced by Rahki]​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​[Directed by Alexandre Moors and the Little Homies][Intro]Is this mic on? (Hey, move this way, this way)Hey, Hey! Hey! Turn the mic up, c'mon, c'monIs the mic on or not? I want the micWe're bringing up nobody, nobody...Nobody but the number one rapper in the worldHe done traveled all over the worldHe came back just to give you some gameAll of the little boys and girls, come up here(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?)Come right here, this is for you, come on upKendrick Lamar, make some noise, brotherI done been through a whole lotTrial, tribulation, but I know GodThe Devil wanna put me in a bow tiePray that the holy water don't go dryAs I look around meSo many motherfuckers wanna down meBut an enemigo never drown meIn front of a dirty double-mirror they found me[Chorus]And (I love myself)When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police(I love myself)Illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy(I love myself)One day at a time[Verse 1]They wanna say it's a war outside, bomb in the streetGun in the hood, mob of policeRock on the corner with a line for the fiendAnd a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme uhThese days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (Come to the front)I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basisDreams of reality's peaceBlow steam in the face of the beastSky could fall down, wind could cry nowLook at me motherfucker I smile-[Chorus]And (I love myself)When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police(I love myself)Illuminated—All ya'll come to the front, ya'll come up to the front(I love myself)Baby what about you, come on[Verse 2](Crazy, what you gon' do?)Lift up your head and keep moving, (Keep moving) turn the mic up(Haunt you)Peace to fashion police, I wear my heartOn my sleeve, let the runway startYou know the miserable do love companyWhat do you want from me and my scars?Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidenceHow many times my potential was anonymous?How many times the city making me promises?So I promise this, nigga[Chorus](I love myself)When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?(I love myself)Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police(I love myself)Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy(I love myself)[Bridge]Huh (Walk my bare feet) Huh (Walk my bare feet)Huh (Down, down valley deep) Huh (Down, down valley deep)(I love myself) Huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum) Huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum)(I love myself) Huh (My heart undone) one, two, three[Verse 3]I went to war last nightWith an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medicI'ma do it till I get it rightI went to war last night (Night, night, night, night)I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescentDuckin' every other blessin', I can never see the messageI could never take the lead, I could never bob and weaveFrom a negative and letting them annihilate meAnd it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speedFinna run into a building, lay my body...[Spoken Interlude](Offstage Argument)Not on my, not while I'm up hereNot on my time, kill the music, not on my timeWe could save that shit for the streetsWe could save that shit, this for the kids bro2015, niggas tired of playin' victim dogNiggas ain't trying to play vic— TuTu, how many niggas we done lost?Yan-Yan, how many we done lost?No for real, answer the que—, how many niggas we done lost bro?This—, this year aloneExactly, so we ain't got time to waste time my niggaNiggas gotta make time broThe judge make time, you know that, the judge make time right?The judge make time so it ain’t shitIt shouldn’t be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dogOn the dead homies, Charlie P, you know that broYou know thatIt’s mando, right, it's mandoAnd I say this because I love you niggas manI love all my niggas broExac— enough said, enough saidAnd we gon' get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty my niggaMic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic checkWe gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to-All my niggas listen, listen to this:[Verse 4]I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase "fuck nigga"He said, "Think about what you saying: "Fuck niggas"No better than Samuel on DjangoNo better than a white man with slave boats"Sound like I needed some soul searchingMy Pops gave me some game in real personRetraced my steps on what they never taught meDid my homework fast before government caught meSo I'ma dedicate this one verse to OprahOn how the infamous, sensitive N-word control usSo many artists gave her an explanation to hold usWell, this is my explanation straight from EthiopiaN-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; king royalty - wait listenN-E-G-U-S description: black emperor, king, ruler, now let me finishThe history books overlook the word and hide itAmerica tried to make it to a house dividedThe homies don't recognize we been using it wrongSo I'ma break it down and put my game in a songN-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no moreBlack stars can come and get meTake it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on timeKendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive