BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
- You rodent, I'm omnipotent
- Let off, then I'm reloadin'
- Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
- And I should not be woken
- I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
- But I got your mom deep throatin'
- I'm out my Ramen Noodle
- We have nothin' in common, poodle
- I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
- It's me, my honesty's brutal
- But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
- For good at least once in a while
- So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
- To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
- But I gotta keep a few punchlines
- Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
- Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
- I know there was a time where once I
- Was king of the underground
- But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
- So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
- Appeal with the skin color of mine
- You get too big and here they come tryin'
- To censor you like that one line
- I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I
- Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
- Put 'em all in a line, add an AK 47, a revolver and a .9
- See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
- Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal
- You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
- And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
- You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
- You write normal? Fuck being normal!
- And I just bought a new raygun from the future
- Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
- 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
- Singin' to a man while he played piano
- Man, oh man, that was a 24 7 special on the cable channel
- So Ray J went straight to the radio station
- The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!"
- Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
- Uh, summa lumma, dooma lumma, you assumin' I'm a human
- What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman?
- Innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything
- You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and
- I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
- How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
- Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
- For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
- 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
- I make elevating music, you make elevator music
- "Oh, he's too mainstream"
- Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
- "It's not hip hop, it's pop, "'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
- With rock, shock rap with Doc
- Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
- I don't know how to make songs like that
- I don't know what words to use
- Let me know when it occurs to you
- While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you
- It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
- How many verses I gotta murder to
- Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
- Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
- But look at the accolades these skills brung me
- Full of myself, but still hungry
- I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
- And I'm a million leagues above you
- Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
- I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
- I'ma sleep in the front seat
- Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky"
- But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
- Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
- They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate
- But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred
- I have, then you may be a little patient
- And more sympathetic to the situation
- And understand the discrimination
- But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? Make lemonade then!
- But if I can't batter the women
- How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
- Don't mistake him for Satan; it's a fatal mistake
- If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
- To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and
- Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not
- Why be a king when you can be a god?
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