[Verse 1]
I never thought I'd one day become famous and I still don't
I only rap so there's something in my mouth that ain't smoke
And if you don't like me I'll still shove my songs down your throat
Cause it's the only thing that keeps me sane at times where I could blow
I don't talk to my Dad, he was a no show
So recently I cut him out of all of my photos
And didn't bother calling him because I know
If I see him I'd kill the motherfucker with a remote
Control explosive device becuase you know I don't
Give a fuck about shit so bitch you better know
If you talk shit about me all I gotta do is call my bro
And there'll be 50 people on their way to your front door
And I say door because I can't say do'
Cause that type of accent ain't applicable to us English folk
But I can still spit bars so cool I feel ice cold
You should know by now I do much more than rock the boat
I tip that bitch over so you fuckers better hope you float
But even if you did I'd just step on you like stepping stones
And all I do is block your path like a traffic cone
And like Hopsin said, you're gonna remember my name ho
Cause
[Hook]
I won't take shit from you
I won't take shit from anyone
I won't listen to you
I won't stop until I'm done
If you got a problem with me
You can even bring your gun
If you want beef with me
I'll fuck you up one on one
[Verse 2]
This music game, man it's hard to get into
I can't open the door to fame, it's fucked up man it's true
And as I go to the key hole and take a peak through
I see Lil B and Future stuck inside like food in your tooth
I ain't like those other rappers, I can't even record properly
I'm using a USB microphone that I got for free
And shit, on YouTube 100 views is a lot to me
And this game ain't fun, it makes me bored like monopoly
Man most of this shit I write ain't from my mind, it's the weed
And some of the shit I say is because of the speed
And don't forget about all the crack that I fiend
But remember two thirds of my rhymes are just bullshit I need
And there's too many rappers out there, it's hard to get noticed
And I can barely write rhymes it takes me hours to get focussed
And to make it worse I got these dickheads flying around me like locusts
They just hang around me and they serve no purpose
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Will I be famous one day?
Who knows? I'll just keep my finger's crossed
And if one day I run this game
I'll still be screaming "fuck off!"
Because I do what I want
I answer to nobody
And I will overcome anything
That you can throw at me
[Hook]
BANG!
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