Bars

I really am a good man, even when I cross the lines
I'm just tryna get out, the way I'm feeling inside
The way I'm feeling my rhymes, the way I'm flowing on a beat
I'm a menstrual cycle, it's menopause with the heat
I pick up my dre beats, put em over my head
Let the boom bap track, clap back until you're dead
Call it lyrical homicide, it's whatever you want
Follow me down this road, and you'll never be lost

What's the cost of fame? Cuz I can pay the price
Every day that I don't make it, I'm just wasting my life
I think back when I was younger, just a shorty making music
HaD to prove that I could do it, got these fuckers feelin stupid

Never losing what I'm doing, get you right up on ya feet
Get you feeling Dee Jaymes on every motherfucking beat
Yeah I said it beforae, but I can say it again
And I may get repetitive, but I'm meeting my ends
And I'm Spitting intense, fire flame with the game
No control in my brain, don't you dare shit on my name
Cuz I'll do what I do best, when there ain't nothing left
But to body the rest of all these clowns, I do it to the death

I do it to the best, that's the way it's always been
Cuz i ain't living with the light, I'm steady living with sin
Got a lot of rap stars, but they ain't on my level
A lot of mumble rap pussies, playing dance with the devil

I should try to play the game, maybe I can get the same
Type of Fame these lames claim, to get mainstream play
I gotta say it one time, just to get it in my rhymes
After that it's like a crime, double Jeopardy with my lines
Oh my, I'm speaking tongues, ain't nobody get the love
Less they hear from above, I'm still hearing all these scrubs
I am who I am, I don't change for anybody
You can say that you all sorry till I'm up in that bugatti

Or a rari, better check it for you fuck it up and wreck it
If these bitches keep on steppin, I'll fuck you up in a second
I'm not messing with the game, I'm not playing with my name
I'm just steady chasing fame, till it never is the same

I'm just sayin, that's the way it's always been in my opinion
But I'm living like a villain til I'm counting every million
But I'm willing to bet, every red cent of my checks
That you bitch made rappers don't want me in the game yet

Cuz I'll rip a new asshole if you fuckers wanna step
Cash the check and then rep my set, I do it to the death
I do it til I'm dead, when they put me in the casket
And I'm lowered in the ground, to hell in a handbasket

When you ask em what my name is, I just tell it like it is
Imma Imma good man, and I'm rapping for the biz
Better put up the bid, for the lyrical auction
When you try to beef with me, motherfucker heed caution
I'm awesome and I know it, take my lyrics better blow it
Like uncircumsised dicks, peel it back, gotta show it

Thats disgusting, clean it up, yeah that's all I ever hear
When my auditory function pushes into your ears
I may be living in fear, but I'm so full of the life
I'm so full of the wrong, I may be filling you with right
They say my shits tight but come on let's be honest
Who in their fucking right mind wants me famous, just come off it

Cuz I did, long ago, I'll continue with my bars
I'll incinerate the game without becoming a star
I don't need to blow ya mind, I don't need to fill a void
I don't need to be the buffest motherfucker, steroids

I don't need the endless bitches, I don't need the paparazzi
I don't need the clothes and cars, cuz I already got me
I'm a ticking time bomb, ready to blow ya fucking minds

I know just who I am, and I know just what to do
I'm just rapping for myself, no need to do it for you
Cuz nobody reps my music like myself and I'm done
Dealing with the fake fans who only here for the fun
This album is immortal and I'm never gonna die
Cuz when my soul leaves my body and you're wondering why
Why I'm still releasing music from beyond the grave
You can tell yourself that I AM... the game

(Reversed)