Tom Jeefs - What You Call It lyrics

[Verse] I was crowded, now I feel like my a** in a desert There is no backstabbing and a**-kissing in my present It's all honest; tell me a reason why I should lie to you If we can't get by with the truth, then I'd say "Bye" to you Look for another a** f*ggot that gon cry for you It's not my style, get a phlegmatic you could compile it to I got a good heart don't get me wrong I can listen too Problem is you tell me some sh**, (that) I ain't wanna listen to It's a pitty 'cause I do share your interests, but fair enough There is a high-up border in my mind about private stuff And it's not that you told me it's even worse (that) you did it The addressed motherf**ers know what's up I'm not a critic No playing nice, homey we could do the sh** anyways But I'm on probation so no imprudent sh** anyways Everything is thought out I just relax and sit back I don't need to talk about sh** 'cause I just spit raps. What's that? [Verse] I wonder where the valve would've been if I wasn't a rapper If I didn't write, where would I process all the disaster? All the data in my mind, best I put it to a rhyme It's secretly hidden anyways; you don't listen to the lines If you listen to my album from front to back, motherf**ers 'could front to act Everything you've taken from me (now) I want it back So once and for all listen to what I'm saying 'cause the best way to hurt you is psychological pain I know you think I overreact because we are friends But no matter what, your missing innocence is the quintessence And if it's not about drama it's all about cash Take your 3 figure amounts and shove em right up your a** Please don't even ask, dog I came back from the dead Write a book about quantum physics I'm rapping instead 'cause everything you said, was foretold, Quantum leap barcodes, Untold truth I stay unsold, what you call it?