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I do what I want to You'll see me come stomp through
I do what I want to You messed with the wrong dude
Now, whatchu tryna do to me You tryna tell me who to be
I'm tryna make this music free You tryna shake it loose from me
What is this party blue and green? Can y'all turn up the music please
I'm trying to ride on cupid's wings Want me to wait and shoot the breeze
Ya won't stop saying stupid things I'm tryna quit and lose the scene
But first I'll take a duece then leave I gotta make some use of trees
None y'all are topping me to take out my autonomy Y'all can't even talk to me, Bye bye like
it's a shopping spree I'm being awfully kind to you Connect with
words like hyphens too I think these frauds just like to lose I'm
Crushing gods with titan moves In spite of you, I make what I feel not what
you wanna hear So smooth in the booth you'da thought I was
the god of spheres Don't tell me what you think would be better,
I really don't care Don't tell me you think it's a waste of endeavors,
I really ain't scared I'm on top of the world, I'll go talk to your
girl, got her locks in a swirl, there's lots to unfurl,
No stop till it's plural, on lock in the neural, give er chocolate & pearls then I'm rockin
her world You against Hercules when I work with these
with perfect ease I'm currently on a stream of thought to increase
my current, see, Ya heard of me? Gimme props, come on, certainly
When I'm repp'd I'll always feel a little bit serpentine
Don't talk to me wrong, I'm usually nice Seems most dudes on the mic have a musical
vice If rude I devise a system just to root out
the lies See I already paid all the dues for my time
But still have more snakes on my case than medusa could find
I'm losing my mind, I thought my rhymes were truly divine
I do what I like and try to keep the nuisances light
So why do y'all care what I wanna do with the mic?
I mean......life is for fun and for laughs Don't wanna first meet when I butcha the class
But if you make mistakes and do something rash
Like talk *** I'll have to come whoop on your ***
I hate to be that guy and putcha on blast But all the dumb phrases are pushin my wrath
Why would I go through all this? Well.....
To prove that I'm dope, to prove that I'm ill
To prove you can't cope with the scope of my skill
To prove that you suck, to prove im the best To prove that you'd duck when ya put to the
test To prove that I'm strong, to prove that ya
weak To prove that you're wrong and keep losing,
defeat To prove you're a feather and that I'm fighter
To prove you'll get ate like the legs of a spider