Not Him - jidrip

I want to start by saying thank you I'm gonna miss you, hunny You gave me things, you can't buy back with money You changed my life You've been my world There's no other girl that looks like you, darling Those eyes, that tongue, those teeth, that face, that body Even though we've gone to outer space Still no way you can take his place You're not him She's not him No matter what you say No matter what you do I just can't fall in love with you 'Cause you're not him Yeah, she's not him And why, why can't I love you, baby? Like I wanna love you, baby I'm sorry And maybe it's beyond my control Some sort of chemical reaction Making it impossible to let him go You're not him She's not him No matter what you say No matter what you do I just can't fall in love with you 'Cause you're not him Yeah, she's not him And you don't deserve all the bullshit I've put you through You, you deserve a heart much bigger than one that's torn in two (Oh oh) You're not him (no) She's not him Every time you walk through my door I swear to God you're more beautiful than before, but you're not him No matter what you say No matter what you do I just can't fall in love with you 'Cause you're not him Yeah, she's not him

I'm not him, I'm not that kind of man I'm not the one who left you with your heart in your hands Crying, wishin' he'd come back into your arms again That's not me, I'm not him I'm not her, I'm not that type of girl I'm not the one who just walked out and shattered your whole world She left you with a broken heart and memories to burn But that's not me and I'm not her I know you're tired of trying to find someone Of smiling through those tears, but when it's all said and done Love cannot be trusted, it's a lesson that I learned But I'm not him, no, and I'm not her I'm not him, I would never even try To do the things he did to you, I couldn't stand to see you cry And she put your heart through so damn much that you did not deserve But I'm not him, no, and I'm not her I know you're tired of trying to find someone Of smiling through those tears, but when it's all said and done Love cannot be trusted, it's a lesson that I learned But I'm not him, no, and I'm not her I can't believe she left you, I can't believe he didn't see Let's fall apart together instead of fallin' piece by piece Oh, I know you're tired of trying to find someone Of smiling through those tears, but when it's all said and done Love cannot be trusted, it's a lesson that I learned But I'm not him (Woah) Oh, I'm not him Oh, and I'm not her

I'm not him I'm not him I'm not him I'm not him Nope, it's E don't trip Word to cam'ron, man my set stay dipped We rock Nike, Airs, the flyest wears, yeah We got flavor man, I'm not him I'm the music man Who gave Marvin Gaye's wife two hundred grand Man, ask quincy, I'm that dude So please don't get me confused because I'm not him Boy, you in trouble Guns pack a couple, a one-man swat team By any means, pull a Malcolm House 'em have 'em screamin' Shelton He, bring the noise, I'm not him Nope, I'm the bandit That green eyed cat, boy from way back Who set trends, the youngest nigga in rap with a Benz Rag-top with rims, that was me stupid I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him I'm a 15 year vet Type of rapper, 15 year stretch The one who made it happen rappin' Got it crackin' rappin', keep the paper stackin', yeah I'm not him, I'm hip-hop elite The one who signed Redman, the one who signed Keith The one who made the beat that locked down the corner Hardcore, that's my persona, geah I'm not him, nope, I'm the E The other half of the group of EPMD And my track record so mean This here underground bounce so hood, fuck mainstream I'm not him, you can't get with me I rock spots and leave a TLC unpretty And now it's ugly, Bubba Sparxxx scene Real dirty and grimy with the squad behind me I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him Nope, I'm the master I'm the man's man, the rapper's favorite rapper The ultimate, none get close to it I'm Erick, I'm the one you supposed to pick I'm not him, I keep it gutter on tracks Regulate like doc Dre's brother I'm warren in rap, I drop bombs to-day You lay like u-day and qu-say, yeah I'm not him, the MC Grand Royal On the microphone and New York's my home Long island zone, where I roam Like phones in buffalo, geah, you know I'm not him, go 'head, talk about me I don't care since my label dropped me And I returned like Makaveli In a new stretch caddy, watchin' belly I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him, I'm not him It's e-dub, it's not who you thought he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him It's e-dub It's e-dub, he's not who you thought he was I'm not him It's e-dub It's e-dub, he's not who you thought he was I'm not him

Yeah fuck Lowe's Yeah we got our prices low (Low) We sell dry wall bitch Yeah we sell, bi-walls bitch (bitch) Yea nigga you ain't with the shits (shits) Yea nigga i'll eat yo' bitch (Boom Boom Boom) Yea nigga i'm with the shits Take out my Glock don't snitch (Yeah fuck 69, snitching ass nigga)

Uh I pulled up yea just to kill Ion give a fuck if it ain't blue bills When I call them shooters nigga they gon run and drill Know my name nigga it comes up with chills I'm the dreadhead shooter nigga I'm Jibril When I pull up with my shooters get a mil We just got hunnid hunnid hunnid hunnid bills Jumping out the way 99 wit the kills Drop a Nuke uh 90 just for shoes uh 90 just for boots uh Pull up with hoes nigga who the fuck is you I got red shooters I got fucking blue Tie you up nigga we gon really shoot Cut you to pieces nigga put you on the news Where your family at they gon know the truth Yea who who who who who Rockstar lifestyle Rockstar lifestyle Rockstar lifestyle Rockstar lifestyle