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I go through mood swings
Screaming off rude things
People heard my last songs and thought I was alluding to depression or something
I don't know, I was just brooding
I went off to sing
Literally, not a metaphor for things
Hated it but came back- no more feuding
That be accomplished by a few things
And apparently music's my new thing
I mean, it's not new because I have been using
This since way back before I started shooting
My shot in the game that I am pursuing
People told me that my music's amusing
Really, that's all that you got from my musing
I put thought in my words, and you think it's just music
That's what you think, then you're better off muting
Anyway, okay
They can't see my fuel so I call that propane
Not from a big place, St Louis my locate
Made in my bedroom so I call that homemade
Listen to me, all of this is a showcase
Back off of me 'cause this here is my domain
All of you rapper rep lettuce, no romaine
Claiming you got a message but it's opaque
(Yeah, yeah) I'm gonna do this
(Yeah, yeah) I will pursue it
(Yeah, yeah) All of you people think that I am foolish, but you misconstrued this
(Yeah, yeah) Listen like, "Who this"
(Yeah, yeah) I got nothing to prove. It's
(Yeah, yeah) All that I wanna do. It's
(Yeah, yeah) What I knew I could do. So
I came in the game and I kill it again
And you tell me it's lame but I know that it ain't
And you say it's the same all before that became
And I should be ashamed because I am to blame
You should really say thanks because I don't declaim you
Really, your game is weak but I don't maim you
'Cause I'm a good boy but don't think I can't do
Damage and turn around then just to blame you
I'll do this 'till kingdom come
And that is my minimum
I'm sticking to this like glue
I'm talking like Spirit Gum
And then when the trumpet blow
I'll be rapping like "King, welcome"
Now I'm moving like flagellum
My words ring like a septum
I'm seldom unwelcome
Anybody wanna tell me that I can't
Come on
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay I'm into this
Okay, okay, okay, I've said so much, I can't back out of it
Good thing I'm improving is and I'll reproduce it
And I'm concluding that this is what I'm meant to do
It's the shot that I'm gonna shoot
Shoot a few like ra-doo-doo
I'm gonna do it, shooting on through it
You can't tell me that I can't
I'm just a teen but my flow is mean
So you can't tell me what I ain't
You're just a threaded cylindrical object- you're screwed
When you tell me what I can and can't do
If you come at me, then you're out of luck
I'll shut your mouth 'cause I don't give a
Fun's what I do this for
And I speak right from the core
Just call me a matador
'Cause I dodge more bull than you've seen before
But I hold more weight than a fat man's floor
'Cause I've seen stuff you could never think, but snore
You don't wanna hear that. I'll show myself to the door
Sound the alarm
Adam's leaving! How are we all unharmed
I'm a pacifist but I'm passionate
About rapping, man
Your extravagant raps on cannabis
Has me convinced, now I'm an activist
'Cause I ain't having it
An analysis of your substanceless alphabets
Has be questioning
If anyone out there in the world still knows what music is