Conceited Self
Damn, who's that handsome motherfucker down the street?
Oh shit, that's me, and I'm out to make life my bitch
Ain't no one stopping this one-man war machine
Two to the head, one in the chest, fucking clean
Top tier bad-ass sifting through the ass-hats
I need a hazmat just to get through your bullshit
Skill is unmatched, intellect's been hacked and streamlined
I've got the vision of a god out to create
Now I rest the seventh day
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Call me what you will
I don't care
Get out of my way if you don't want bruises on your face
My fists define a new meaning of pain
That trophy's mine, are you blind!?!
It belongs to me!
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Call me what you will
I don't care
I know it sounds bad, I don't have a choice
If I can't help myself, no one else will
Placed upon a pedestal to get me off the ground
If ego's what it takes, then ego's what I'll build
I'm sick of hating me, I just need a switch
Embrace persona change, this conceded self
I need to recognize all my special strengths
Anything to get me out of this hell!
Yeaaaahhh!!!
Bad-ass motherfucker coming through!
Oh shit, that's me, and I'm out to make life my bitch
Ain't no one stopping this one-man war machine
Two to the head, one in the chest, fucking clean
Top tier bad-ass sifting through the ass-hats
I need a hazmat just to get through your bullshit
Skill is unmatched, intellect's been hacked and streamlined
I've got the vision of a god out to create
Now I rest the seventh day
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Call me what you will
I don't care
Get out of my way if you don't want bruises on your face
My fists define a new meaning of pain
That trophy's mine, are you blind!?!
It belongs to me!
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Gotta get it, gotta get
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Everything I get, I deserve
Everything I get, I earned
Call me what you will
I don't care
I know it sounds bad, I don't have a choice
If I can't help myself, no one else will
Placed upon a pedestal to get me off the ground
If ego's what it takes, then ego's what I'll build
I'm sick of hating me, I just need a switch
Embrace persona change, this conceded self
I need to recognize all my special strengths
Anything to get me out of this hell!
Yeaaaahhh!!!
Bad-ass motherfucker coming through!
Credits
Writer(s): Kain Gonzalez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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