Who you are
G.L.A.S.S. Lyrics
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I'm sayin tho', let me know somethin right now
Y'know we been dancin all night
I been buyin you drinks all night and shit
You goin home with a nigga or what?
Tell me somethin! Uhh
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Henn Rock and Alize I get drunk off
Whattup miss? Get wit a real man and cut that punk off
E'rythang gon' be alright
I been - watchin you watch me all night
I asked honey her name and she told me Celeste
She had big breasts, honey had me harder than a Spanish test
We on the dancefloor, gettin our boogie on
I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on
Tryin to peep the ice under the sleeve
I'm like, "It's time to breeze," told honey, "Let's leave"
Took her to Ema G's(?), got some eggs and cheese
Grits fishcakes and orange juice, freshly squeezed
When she finished her meal, I said, "What's the deal
For real - you goin home or you tryin to chill?"
She got close, whispered somethin slow in my ear
And it ain't hard to tell where we goin from here
Yeah
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
I ain't on that hatin stuff
I was feelin shorty then the bitch told me she was datin Puff
I'm a average nigga, then she said she was in the 6
My relationship, with that nigga called Jigga
I'mma compete with that? I'm a corner nigga sellin crack
Guess I gotta be a ballplayin nigga to bone Da Brat
One bitch, I ain't even wanna fuck
She runnin around, all open off Kurupt
The ho I thought, was gon' be real easy
Told me she got a man and he's some beatmakin nigga named Stevie
What's wrong with these hoes? I'mma fly nigga
I don't wanna go flip Mo' to Rah Digga
Or Miss Lopez, bitch no feds
She used to be in the Bronx, rockin Pro Keds
With some Dominican 'dro heads, ridin on top this
On the back of mopeds, titties all out - what what?
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Is yo' game rusty? Around yo' dame, never trust me
Cause soon as you blink I'mma slide her off then bust three
And I only lay pipe to dimes
A lot of niggas I know are takin care of kids that might be mines
I love to go low, I'm freaky like that
I never get caught creepin cause I'm sneaky like that, uhh
It ain't my fault your girl be ho-hoppin
And matter of fact, the last time you gave her loot to go shoppin
Honey picked me up some dope shirts
It's because of me why she's walkin crooked and her throat hurts
I hate to wait, cause I'm not on the patient tip
Just hit me off, we don't need a relationship
And when you mention my name, it ring a bell
Ask any female, nobody do it like L
I met this chick Rhonda, who pushed the black Honda
Took her to the crib and bombed her with this big brown anaconda
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Uh Flamboyant Entertainment
NFL one-three-nine, Lenox Ave
Harlem shit, uh
That's how we do, yeah
The lyrics to G.L.A.S.S.'s song "Who You Are" are a crude portrayal of male sexual pursuit and conquest. The song begins with the singer asking the woman he's been buying drinks all night if she wants to go home with him, and ends with him boasting about his sexual prowess and experiences with various women. The lyrics are brazenly objectifying and misogynistic, with the singer viewing women as mere sexual objects to be pursued and conquered. He talks about his sexual conquests like trophies, and is dismissive of women who have boyfriends or are not interested in him.
The lyrics reveal a toxic masculinity that sees women as disposable and only valued for their sexual availability. This is reflected in lines like "And when you mention my name, it ring a bell / Ask any female, nobody do it like L", which suggest that the singer's sexual prowess is his only source of validation and self-worth. The use of crude language and sexual innuendos throughout the song further emphasizes this theme.
Overall, "Who You Are" is a troubling depiction of male sexuality that reinforces harmful gender stereotypes and promotes a culture of sexual objectification and disrespect.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo what's the deal miss?
Hey, what's going on with you?
I'm sayin tho', let me know somethin right now
Tell me what's on your mind at this very moment
Y'know we been dancin all night
We have been dancing together for a long time now
I been buyin you drinks all night and shit
I've spent a lot of money on buying drinks for you
You goin home with a nigga or what?
Are you planning to go home with me or someone else?
Tell me somethin! Uhh
Please tell me something, anything!
Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?
Hey miss, who are you here with that you're trying to avoid?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
Who are you going out with or spending your time with?
We can jump in the SL
We can get on the car, SL, and go somewhere
Rent a room at the best 'tel
We can rent a room at the best hotel
I make it last cause I sex well
I can last long in bed and satisfy you sexually
Henn Rock and Alize I get drunk off
My favorite drinks are Henn Rock and Alize and I get drunk off them
Whattup miss? Get wit a real man and cut that punk off
Hey miss, be with a real man and leave your current partner who is not worth your time
E'rythang gon' be alright
Everything is going to be okay
I been - watchin you watch me all night
I have been watching you closely all night, as you were observing me
I asked honey her name and she told me Celeste
I asked the woman her name and she said it's Celeste
She had big breasts, honey had me harder than a Spanish test
She had large breasts, and it aroused me instantly, similar to a difficult Spanish test
We on the dancefloor, gettin our boogie on
We are dancing together on the dancefloor
I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on
I notice people who dislike me, observing me while wearing their hoods
Tryin to peep the ice under the sleeve
They are attempting to see the jewelry on my wrist, underneath my sleeve
I'm like, "It's time to breeze," told honey, "Let's leave"
I say "It's time to go," and tell her to leave with me
Took her to Ema G's(?), got some eggs and cheese
We went to a restaurant called Ema G's and ordered some eggs and cheese
Grits fishcakes and orange juice, freshly squeezed
We also ordered grits, fishcakes, and orange juice that was squeezed fresh
When she finished her meal, I said, "What's the deal
After she finished eating, I asked her "What's going on?
For real - you goin home or you tryin to chill?"
Seriously, are you going home or do you want to hang out more?
She got close, whispered somethin slow in my ear
She got close to me and whispered something slowly in my ear
And it ain't hard to tell where we goin from here
It is obvious that we are going to have sex from here
I ain't on that hatin stuff
I am not interested in hating on people
I was feelin shorty then the bitch told me she was datin Puff
I was interested in the woman until she told me she was dating Puff Daddy
I'm a average nigga, then she said she was in the 6
I am just an ordinary person, and she told me she lives in the 416 area (Toronto)
My relationship, with that nigga called Jigga
She is in a relationship with Jay-Z
I'mma compete with that? I'm a corner nigga sellin crack
How can I compete with someone who is with Jay-Z? I am just a street person who sells drugs
Guess I gotta be a ballplayin nigga to bone Da Brat
Maybe I should become a basketball player to have sex with Da Brat
One bitch, I ain't even wanna fuck
There was one girl I did not even want to have sex with
She runnin around, all open off Kurupt
She was running around obsessed with Kurupt
The ho I thought, was gon' be real easy
The woman I thought would be easy to sleep with
Told me she got a man and he's some beatmakin nigga named Stevie
She said she has a boyfriend who is a music producer named Stevie
What's wrong with these hoes? I'mma fly nigga
What is the matter with these women? I am a stylish and attractive person
I don't wanna go flip Mo' to Rah Digga
I do not want to pursue Rah Digga like I did with Moesha
Or Miss Lopez, bitch no feds
Not even Jennifer Lopez, I don't want to be involved with a federal agent (policeman)
She used to be in the Bronx, rockin Pro Keds
Jennifer Lopez used to live in the Bronx and wear Pro Keds shoes
With some Dominican 'dro heads, ridin on top this
With some Dominican marijuana users, riding on top of this (car)
On the back of mopeds, titties all out - what what?
Riding on the back of mopeds, breasts exposed, what what?
Is yo' game rusty? Around yo' dame, never trust me
Are you no longer skilled at seduction? Never trust me when your partner is around
Cause soon as you blink I'mma slide her off then bust three
Because as soon as you look away, I will take her away and have sex with her three times
And I only lay pipe to dimes
I only have sex with attractive and sexy women
A lot of niggas I know are takin care of kids that might be mines
Many people I know are taking care of kids that could possibly be mine
I love to go low, I'm freaky like that
I love to have oral sex, I am kinky like that
I never get caught creepin cause I'm sneaky like that, uhh
I never get caught cheating because I am stealthy like that
It ain't my fault your girl be ho-hoppin
It's not my fault that your girlfriend sleeps around with many people
And matter of fact, the last time you gave her loot to go shoppin
Actually, the last time you gave her money to go shopping
Honey picked me up some dope shirts
She bought me some good shirts
It's because of me why she's walkin crooked and her throat hurts
It's because of me why she walks funny and has a sore throat
I hate to wait, cause I'm not on the patient tip
I don't like waiting because I am not patient
Just hit me off, we don't need a relationship
Just have sex with me, we don't need to have a relationship
And when you mention my name, it ring a bell
Whenever you say my name, people recognize me
Ask any female, nobody do it like L
Ask any woman who has had sex with me, nobody does it like me
I met this chick Rhonda, who pushed the black Honda
I met a woman named Rhonda who drove a black Honda
Took her to the crib and bombed her with this big brown anaconda
I took her to my house and had sex with her using my large penis
Uh Flamboyant Entertainment
This is the name of my entertainment group
NFL one-three-nine, Lenox Ave
This is my address on Lenox Avenue
Harlem shit, uh
This is the Harlem style or Harlem way
That's how we do, yeah
That's how we do it, yes
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Lyrics
Trying to live and love,
With a heart that can't be broken,
Is like trying to see the light with eyes that can't be opened.
Yeah, we both carry baggage,
We picked up on our way, so if you love me do it gently,
And I will do the same.
We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
'Cause we are glass.
I'll let you look inside me, through the stains and through the cracks,
And in the darkness of this moment,
You see the good and bad.
But try not to judge me, 'cause we've walked down different paths,
But it brought us here together, so I won't take that back.
We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
We might be oil and water, this could be a big mistake,
We might burn like gasoline and fire,
It's a chance we'll have to take.
We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
And we are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
We are glass.
Angel of death 911
So beautiful!!! Thanks Thompson Square. You really sing so beautifully and with great emotion.
glenn rachal
I never understood why this song never got the air play it should have .Should have been number 1 on all charts
Peanut412
this is a song that doesn't or hasn't gotten enough recognition... beautifully preformed, powerful words. love it
Jay Bird
I hope this does not sound stupid, but at 65 yrs. old this song can bring a tear to my eyes because it holds a certain meaning for me.
John Gleason
Doesn't sound stupid to me. I am 66 and feel the same way.
Chantal Bronson
At 34, I am picking my life back up again... After many crappy relationships, this song means the world to me.
No one is ever to young or old to be moved completely by a song, especially when it hits deep down in the soul, and songs like that are rare
Karen Grisham
Not stupid at all!
Sabrina Anton
Meatloaf
Mana Sakaguchi
I'm only 14 but I think I understand. I hope I'll learn and experience more as I grow older
Kelly Briley
These two are amazing..... I love there music .... I want to hear more from them .!