[Verse 1]
I need to do something original
'Coz when I do the same thing, get the same result
And I can't anymore remain technical
'Coz sk** don't seem to mean anything to y'all
Tried it, retired it, wasn't special enough
Made attempts to make 'em listen, kept messing it up
Had a deficit of attention, no mentions or buzz
A minimum of a couple minutes is all I'd want
But they ain't giving it!
Everybody A.D.D
Ain't playing me
Can't pay me the courtesy
Just wait and see
I know everybody claim to be the best
The difference is these idiots just can't be me
I can't be beat
Is that enough easy rhyming for you?
To get you through the door and have you moving through the foyer
Exploring the halls of my metaphors like Bill Moyers
Power of M-Y T-H erst
-while you quenched the fire
Satisfied, settling down, amount to nothing
Spent (time) defying societal expectations
Out of spite to change the minds
World ending, we're ascending, prepared for eternal quiet like …
[Mini-Verse 2]
Don't call it a subject
Rapping barely 'bout a topic
Abstract rocking on the mic: metaphoric
Going off top often, it's a sight for the sorest
Eyes, I'm enormous
Step aside for the chorus
[Hook]
What up (x4)
[Verse 3]
I don't know 'bout you but imma call it early
Everybody getting down, try to do you dirty
Spreading gossip, claim they heard it from a little birdy
They Bert and Ernie murmuring like Laverne and Shirley
Burlesque burly in a burlap sack
Worst is man, didn't even hurl at that
Gotta work at that
Girl look like Larry. But her hair Mo' Curly
Iggy, Pop music making not Azalea
Tell you'd top what you're making if you held your
Head high, know why I don't kiss and tell dear?
'Coz I kiss nobody to wow you
Need a famous story like Anita Baker
Ginger add to dinner with the Cream
Free a**ociating, hope you get what I mean
Drinking purp with a pink shirt, they don't know which way I lean
Come on
Midnight Run with Charles Grodin
Odin, a Norse God, Barbarian, Conan
I got you all groaning (x2)
Lines like a pair of shoes that ain't new. Why?
'Coz I got you all grown in (groaning)
[Fade out]
I got you all groaning
When I break out my old bars like Colditz