Inhavit - Freak Of Nature lyrics
[Intro](Scene from TV show Twilight Zone:) Boy: .....Had to make a wish Man: Crazy kid don't you know there ain't no magic or wishing or nothing like that. You too big to have nutsy thoughts like that, you too big to Believe in fairy tales Boy: If you wish hard enough Bolie, it'll come true...if you wish hard enough, and then believe Man: Somebody's got to knock it out of you Henry, somebody's gotta take you by the hair and rub your face into the world til' you get the taste and feel of the way things are... Listen kid I've been wishing all my life. You understand Henry? I got a gut ache from wishing and all I got to show for it is a face full of scars [Verse 1] See I go by Inhavit Think of myself as average Ain't really much about me Only thing I like is rapping Some may say I'm wack and... Others may say I'm crafted Reaching to get on top, to be the greatest like 2Pac man I get mad when I lose, damn f** it let me run laps And get back from this quick sand Holding me back like glue man I say f** it I'ma champ b**h Saying good luck, man pa** it I'ma run laps round these slow mags Who got no craft they just too wack But I gotta stay humble, can't be no hater Lord knows I ain't no shape like craters So I have no right to bite like gators Got a long way, maybe more than a mile When I get there..I'ma prey on all you And attack who play wit crocodiles I'ma wild child, you can't touch my style Area 51, government files, boom That's my last round Down on the ground rest in peace now I'm so sick like a priest who.. Touch lil' boys in preschool Oh you grossed out? well me too I told you I was sick got a bad flu Mind out the world to the full moon So keep howling like a pack of wolves, b**h And ain't nobody gon' f** wit me, no Better stand back like I'm shooting a free throw Last game ever, I'm a legend in my zone So you can sit back, relax and get blown I'ma go get it, cuz I'm moving too slow Spider-Man ma-f**a, mister hero Got nobody but his f**ing ego And that ego got him flying like eagles I'm tired of living like this Trying get by wit a job, making me lose my mind Wake up, baby all he does is cry I cry, when I can't write a rhyme Sitting wit a pen, clock just ticks Looking at the paper, can't think of sh** f** this stress man, f** this sh** Say f** you to that f**ing b**h Who can't understand who the f** you is No one gets me but I'm too pesty Got two sides like the logo Pepsi Sometimes I can be nice and sh** Other times I can be a f**ing prick Only to the ones wit no common sense What I gotta rap just to make you like me? I guess I gotta rap like I sponsor Nike Talk about jay's and how much I get paid Going out to parties, getting laid everyday If that was the case, then I wouldn't rap Come on man, simple math Woooo... Yea... YS...