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Justin Bieber just dropped his latest jammer, "Let Me Love You," with DJ Snake today and it's unsurprisingly amazing.The song is about a guy telling the person he loves to let him love them and to not give up on each other.Check out the lyrics below and decide for yourself.
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Let me introduce myself, raise them beers, Pressure MC, been doing this for more than ten years, It’s been a long road I’m glad I stayed on track, A dream of making raps, and getting played on wax, It seems that faking jacks want to cause my demise, Along the way wouldn’t give me play but couldn’t stop the course of my rise, Now of course the sky’s the limit, we fly get with it, You ain’t underground, that’s because you dig it, It took infinite skills and hard work to get this far jerk, Look me in the face, now I’m the one who wears a smart smirk, It wasn’t all negative, took the good with the bad, Us falling will never happen, like catching the Hoods in drag, In orderly fashion I’m thanking those who supported me, Wouldn’t be where I’m standing if they hadn’t have fought for me, From a nothing rep, now we live busting sets, So if you own a Hoods album you get nuff respect. Hilltop Hoods and we’re coming up, So step on up if you’re dumb enough, Hilltop Hoods and we’re coming up, So step on up if you’re dumb enough. Get up in there, Attack your mind with the fine rhyme when I find time, It’s a fine line that you’re walking if you talk on that grapevine, Can’t waste time, need to take on the job at hand, Got skills for this profession typical Certified Wise man, From sky to land, I’m overcoming all your schemes and plans, So take cover as I rain thunder upon you man.
Let me introduce myself, raise them beers, Suffa MC, been doing this for more than ten years, We’ve been through a lot to perfect this art, When Next left the group it near broke my heart, But then Debris stepped up as the DJ, A super team spearheaded by PJ, Chasing dreams like Fats chasing punani, It’s all about the culture, never been about the money, But we had to watch people trying to take advantage, Of us, trying to damn near rob us, We got slowed down by dodgy contract offers, But it would take a nation of millions to stop us, We got our propers, paid our dues in triplicate, Ripping it, till other crews were insignificant, I’ve stayed true, never made myself a hypocrite, Trust me, I’m wise I got the certificate. Contains elements of “Who Is He And What Is He To You”, written by Stanley Wayne Mc Kenny and Bill Withers; Published by Songs of Universal, Inc./Interior Music Corp. People chant the chorus when they hear it; yo it’s on, You rise like a tsunami, when you feel it; it’s the bomb, I’ll make origami of your lyrics, Geez that’s good Suffa, What is it? Every song’s a collection of kid’s charred lives, Like the porn section of Gary Glitters hard drive, Certified Wise throws a jam that’s so hot.