Locksmith - Sure As Can Be lyrics

[Verse 1:] In misery Oh thinking about men Oh yeah Yeah You see when Webby got it get it I'm gonna leave your body twisting With these punchlines so f**ing hard they ask if Rocky did it We're staying drunk See me in the lobby sipping Blacking out like I'm sharing drinks with Bill Cosby's b**hes The way I step to the mic has gotta be God's gift White boy with a light skin b**h Call me John Smith Little fat chick just make it drop trick Got a chastity belt I'll pa** you to Locksmith Middle fingers in the sky till my arms tired You would think my tonsils made to flick the way I talk fire Say they crediting Webby they all liars Y'all ain't going nowhere like barbed wired on your car tires Fricking anxiety medication with Kevin Bacon Grand Central Station till my body is levitating k** them with the stars in two ways What f**ing explanation Just follow the bouncing ball let me do this demonstration [Chorus:] Tell me what it is what it ain't gonna be Some of y'all hate but it ain't on me Nothing ever changed I'm the same old me If you don't feel the same then shame on me Tell me what it is what it ain't gonna be Some of y'all hate but it ain't on me Nothing ever changed I'm the same old me If you don't feel the same then shame on me [Verse 2:] Some rappers hustle their music and rush lyrics Other rappers only do music to f** b**hes Some rappers wait for a hot media topic Act like they give a f** and write songs so they can profit Often but it's often perceived as being conscious But it's nothing more than an external plot for their pockets Stop it p**y rapper you lacking your label testifies You say that it's rap and I say it's a kegel exercise The nerve of these mother f**ers they even utter Speak or stutter words and indecent mothers and creep their mothers We discovered most of the artists you harvest for us Instead of lashing out we let the music do it for us Ignore so you starting to catch me Whether or not my art reflects me Yous pretending they pinning Whether they win they start to sketch me Even you worked hard on the garbage and suffer narcolepsy [Chorus] [Outro:] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah [x8] Then I could love him Oh I can love him Yes I could Sure as can be Sure as can be