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No Strings Attached
- No Strings Attached
- Adrian
- [Intro Adrian]
- I smile in the court room,
- In this rap game I am just who I am,
- Shit music's so graphic the radio won't even blast my Jam....
- [Verse 1 Adrian]
- All the fucking controversey just revolves around me,
- And the media's pointin' fingers at me, so I fling my middle finger right back at them,
- But even in my house and my studio they fucking twist and turn tryna catch me off my rocker,
- I'm a media magnet, they try to control me commanding me how to piss, sit, and shit,
- But they can't stop me when I hit the mic, I enter nirvana and let loose,
- Media's scared of my censory, they lose their shit when the crowd says my name 3 times,
- beetlejuice,
- Fuck the media, they won't make me shut down, no rope can hold my unwilling will to sink
- censorship,
- So crank the volume, jam in your headphones and listen to my spitting shit of uncensored
- truth,
- They hate my brutal honesty, but it's honesty aint it,
- Think I give a damn if other rappers don't have to cuss in their raps, well I do,
- I don't sugar coat it, out of everyone in the game I got the balls to say it,
- I've got more moves than the paparazzi, they can weasle their way into Kim's house, but they
- can't outsmart my 6th grade level wit,
- They think it's humorous, that I spit to get album sales, that it's all one big skit,
- But they make me chuckle that they can't stop a Dominican illiterate,
- And since age 12 I've felt life didn't hold back,
- I learned what a clitoris was when I entered in 4th grade,
- Now I view all the massive masses in the stand,
- Girls chasing me with huge gluteus maximus,
- Screwing the media is what elevated me from the dark, and now the dark closet is luminous,
- Ah, there's never been so much finess and nostalgia in one album,
- And because of all my hate and disgust they toss at me, I'm stuck in the middle like Malcolm,
- They're so desperate, they tried planting coke on me, but it turned out to be talcum,
- Media's got nothing on me..
- [Hook Adrian]
- I entered the rap game nieve and ready to ravage any rapper,
- But the truth is they hate my foul language,
- They try planting shit on me, accusations and interpretations,
- I admit I get out of control without my rhymes, but that's no excuse to trash me,
- But at the end of the day the Media loves me,
- I came in thinking there was no strings attached, but they got strings on me,
- playing me like ponocio, Media controls me like a puppet,
- So why rap about there bein', "No Strings Attached"...
- [Verse 2 Adrian]
- They try anything agaisnt me,
- Criticizing me saying I'm overdressed like Ceasar Salad, fuck you expect from a person with
- a net worth of more than a million,
- They're honestly trying to find anything to put agaisnt me,
- Even with their negitivity I still make the stadium errupt like Vesuvius,
- I just prove the rap game is survival of the fittest and I'm the fittest of all,
- Even nowadays I cut the fucking skits and jokes I stand for something, I'm an acronym,
- And in each line I finish I finish it with cusses and Graphic shit, I don't use synonyms,
- I still tell the media the floor's open if you want to bust,
- they can't deny every time I reach the mic I bust, and the closer I get to hesitation,
- I just start to cough and sneeze cause I'm allergic to that shit,
- I just must say thank you for stating the obvious, ranting on and on about how I sold drugs,
- and about how I grew up rough, no shit that's old news thanks Sherlock,
- People just listen to my shit when they eat, sleep, piss, and shit,
- I still refuse to quit, every time I enter the booth I spit, it's my only endowment,
- Media's still mad that I put the rap game in a chokehold and stole the crown and filmed my
- encrownment,
- I still do whatever the fuck floats my boat, I row my boat but the media's trying to sink it,
- Agh this music's manipulating I shouldn't call myself a rapper but a hypnotist,
- This track bodies every photo snapping fucker, after blasting this jam you'll need a physicist,
- Even when they try and drain out my motivation,
- And all these raps will spill out of me until I fall over, and when I do shit call life alert,
- And I'm spilling these raps until they finally feel em like a bullet through the chest,
- Cause if I'm no spitting subliminal thoughts I'm just not Adrian, and I'm just not rap,
- Fear it or not you're loving me, but you'll fear it like I'm showing you God's spirit,
- They say I just spit garbled shit like Keef and they aint willing to hear it,
- The lyrics are just a shock and my fans ask themselves is it a shock or just a product of pop
- dissing us,
- Half of the people hearing it are hating me, but they can't help but just respect me,
- My raps are denied every time it goes through the censorship tip ride but it' still ovulating,
- What are they thinking about going agaisnt me, they hanging on every word, keep ranting on
- about how it feels oh so nausiating,
- The fact is I'd rather sit back and clap some rappers than go on spitting about no life fucks,
- who waste their time chasing a no life rapper like me,
- But this is a full track that I'm launchin' at em, a full blown attack, so I'll keep my platinum
- status,
- And I've got enough in my tank to just walk up to a mic and bust,
- Cause I'm unstoppable and I'm just drawn to obstacles,
- And now my last line is about how I didn't just slip into the zone,
- I had to apply myself I hooked myself on a wire that sends messages to the Media
- phrasing "FUCK YOU"
- [Hook Adrian]
- I entered the rap game nieve and ready to ravage any rapper,
- But the truth is they hate my foul language,
- They try planting shit on me, accusations and interpretations, x2
- I admit I get out of control without my rhymes, but that's no excuse to trash me,
- But at the end of the day the Media loves me,
- I came in thinking there was no strings attached, but they got strings on me,
- playing me like ponocio, Media controls me like a puppet,
- So why rap about there bein', "No Strings Attached"... x4
- [Outro Adrian]
- Whoever said there were no strings attached...?
- The media's got all of us on a chokehold,
- Don't deny it or try to faze it out, just face it and do your best to cut them strings,
- Don't let yourself be controlled by money hungry soft pricks....
- Hahahaha....
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