Savo - Keyboard Warriors lyrics

[Verse 1] Check Most of the people I know stress over dumb sh** Like they ain't make potato bake for your lunch and Talking big on the internet throwing punches Behind a keyboard, make you look like a f**ing dumb kid "I just found a pie on the ground, it's scrumptious Hmm, sh** I hope I don't get sick from it Cause every minute since then, I get a sick stomach I need a paper bag, just in case this dick vomits." Low, I'm just being funny man You couldn't catch me even if you played the running man Most of you haters post on my wall like, "Come on man Make some real music for the people and your real fans." Motherf**er I do I'm a rapper by the name of Savo, who the f** are you? You need to quit your bullsh**, stop with the whining If you get in my face, I might just f**ing clothesline ya [Chorus] And these people with the keyboards like Take this, take that let me come in on it All these people with the keyboards like Take this, take that, take this, take that Let me come in on it [Verse 2] I got a message the other day from a kid who said I'm underrated, He said to promise if I ever made it That I wouldn't change like these other lames, getting fame Hanging around big names, with big chains Of course I'm gonna change, I mean if you were me Working as hard as I have you would too, right? Like I didn't bust my f**ing a** just to get here To drive the same car your grandma drives And my, music is always gonna be real And my, Mum's always gonna call me Jameel And I'm, still gonna get tempted to steal More toys when I'm ordering my happy meal Then I'm, still gonna be crushing over the same chick And still talk to these people I went to school with And still make my own bed at the end of the week Your keyboards mean nothing to me f** 'em [Chorus] [Verse 3] I admit that it gets to me a little bit Not your words but the fact that your illiterate Your spelling like an alcoholic man I'm sick of it Plus you remind me of my an*s, you dribble sh** My main aim is to make sh** that I like I'm always gonna be myself because when I write These no names lames tryna get the limelight All I'm really tryna get is Bella from twilight Yep, so I can s** on her neck Give me a sec and then I'll pull it out and bust on her chest I'm pretty reckless when I do i, I don't lift up her dress Ill just get a rag and put some chloroform on it sh**, I'm a f**ing loose c*nt Oh you hate it when I swear? Boohoo c*nt Motherf**er you better let me in On your iTunes list, won't say it again, Buddy [Chorus] [Outro] Now I got a keyboard too guys,, Yeah that's right, I can say some pretty f**ing nasty words, And you're going to... you... Wait, wai- give me my keyboard, Where's my keyboard? Dad... Mum... Aaaaaaah