The Last Emperor - The Dozens lyrics

[Intro] Just when I thought I couldn't win.. Ha Here we go once again.. Ha Diss you plus a friend.. Ha Bring it in [Verse One] Acknowledge my story But don't invade my territory Besides bein' an MC, I've got nothin' goin' for me Although my life might seem to have zero interference Small children still run from my hideous appearance My clothes are torn and trashy Cops try to blast me Elderly women still clutch their handbags when they pa** me But I find that entertainin' I'm sayin', I'm not complainin' But casually conversin' Rhymin' without cursin' I sound fast on wax but slow and retarded in person Now admit it Cause I know you did it Unlock the mystery, please don't keep it hidden Whether you were bein' serious or just kiddin' Made fun of that neighborhood kid that never fit in Don't you remember? Seein me bein' laughed, kicked and punched at Watchin guys, bein' ostracized like the hunchback That was me, no sword, no shotty Just an MC with a really big head and small body Lyrical side-show freak My brain's got a slow leak Attack small mammals like a Siberian snow beast By the way, let me inform you if you didn't know already The Iroquois call me Sasquatch In Tibet, they call me Yeti Lest we forget that, ignorance is bliss, see Some call it pleasure but I feel better when you diss me [Hook] From giants to elves, suitcases to shelves And third world children who can't even feed themselves Being conceited is bad for your health So every once in a while I try to diss myself [Verse Two] A few years shy of thirty but I don't act like an adult Smoke my brain cells away Follow Hip Hop like a cult And oh, people often wonder why Jamal's so thin Like a scarecrow on crack with my jaw s**ed in So slim and malnourished Not the lion without courage Cursed in one of the worst civilizations that now flourished If you're quiet now and then, you might hear me in the distance But I keep my face hidden for the underground resistance Some say that I'm brilliant Others call me a nitwit I like to think of myself as a quiet, societal misfit With a biscuit That releases hot lead like liquid And with it, I'm known to bust shots at all these punk cops And safely tuck it away in my Bionic Man lunchbox Illiterate rhyme writer Villainous crime fighter Tangle these fly MCs like Anansi The Spider Try to step into my light? No, you'd probably rather die right? Most of these third world countries ain't as poor as my eyesight My only friend is my mic Zone, like The Twilight Drive right, past me Lets see, that would be the best thing My life reflect the ill effects of genetic testing Lest we forget that, ignorance is bliss, see Some call it pleasure but I feel better when you diss me [Hook] [Verse Three] I bring, d**h and decay to all those that try to shun me Pick me apart and overrun me for being black but cumly Once they used to diss me But now they run I'd like to set up a reunion but I doubt they'd come Picture that, where's the disses at? Now say "one" I got a psychiatrist named Dr. Andre Young Who's helpin' me live out my dreams and rebuild my self esteem When we step on the scene Watch one thousand women scream Who's the bravest? Whether Cali or Manhattan pavements I make MCs find a brand new religion like Ben Chavis My favorite is rippin' it Tables have turned, now I'm dissin kids Temporary but infinite Even in my simplicity I'm intricate Isn't a rose a rose by any other name? Watch MCs get the pose if they don't play the game Blaze the eternal flame Spark from one single thought Can't be compromised, nor bought Nor cross-examined in court I slam the mic like a gavel and declare it a mistrial Wage war like the sons of Isaac and Ishmael Switch styles in the fashion that only the kid could My debut album is entitled The Legend Of Bigfoot Word to my size 12's When I walk the international vibe's felt Give me the heavyweight prize belt for bein' flat broke And I still smoke till my eyes melt Be careful, broham Or you'll come face to face with the Abominable Flowman [Hook]