Cancel Me (feat. Yukmouth & Alex Happy)
You could like it or not
But I know when it's my time to rock
I'ma get this shit a little bit hot
So don't you whack bitches tell me to stop because
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They're too sensitive, and don't mention anything that might be slightly offensive
If you ask why they're mad, these retards get defensive
To ease the tension, I slap em with my ball sack
Sometimes late night, I even get a call back
Cause they like the abuse, and they need an excuse
To keep talking shit, letting their mouth loose
About to do what most wouldn't do, yeah, I'll go there
I'm on a path to nowhere, and I know that you don't care
So don't act like you do
Fuck your signals and fuck your virtues
I'm on a mission to leave behind these bitches that can't take a joke
Yeah, I'm making them choke
I've never been afraid to lose a few followers
Because these critics are all some dick swallowers
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Because I always say what's on my mind
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They try to go against me every time
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
First off, fuck everybody, bitch, I'm stepping up
Minds a loaded weapon, serial numbers on my fucking tongue
Dope dick got her acting up, now her face is numb
She can't get enough, palm tree living
But I came from the seven oh, smoother than the double oh seven
Big stepping, gotta get it, no question
Talk my shit and be honest
Pay dues and homage, no shooters, no backup
It's just I and I in the cuts, militant
Deal damage with due diligence
On the MPC like Dilla did
Never sell my soul, I've been on a roll
Two middle fingers up
I done lost enough when the going's tough
Too broke for a strap, came through rabid
With bear mace and a hatchet
Like what's happening, go dumb like a spastic
Superhero on the mic, Mr. Fantastic
If the cops ask, it wasn't me, like Shaggy
Mr. Boombastic, putting beats in a casket
Who was asking?
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers trying to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
Motherfuckers trying to cancel me, they can't do shit
I spit hot fire like Dylon
You can mop deep and I'm still beefin' like Saigon
The icon, cooler than LL with the mic on
My right arm, I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I choke you niggas to death like a python
Don't fuck with me, just run it up with me
Or catch this buck fifty, cheek to cheek
I tell my shooters when to go, like Keak da Sneak
Sheesh, choppa sprayin' like an airbrush
This scene could get real fucked up like E-Z haircuts
Don't come near us, nigga, only compare ya
To the goats, Pac, Biggie, Nas, and hoes
Drake, Kendrick, and Cole, Andre three triple O
Not the head of my class, but still I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Cross the globe, I keep on movin' like soul to soul, yo
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the Holy Grail
Roll a L, screamin' fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the Holy Grail
Roll a L
Zilla
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Because I always say what's on my mind
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They try to go against me every time
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They always said that I was too vein
Even when I made a new name
These mothafuckas, these mothafuckas
Nick T
Still ain't sold his soul
Nick T
Try to go against me every time
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Nick T
But I know when it's my time to rock
I'ma get this shit a little bit hot
So don't you whack bitches tell me to stop because
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They're too sensitive, and don't mention anything that might be slightly offensive
If you ask why they're mad, these retards get defensive
To ease the tension, I slap em with my ball sack
Sometimes late night, I even get a call back
Cause they like the abuse, and they need an excuse
To keep talking shit, letting their mouth loose
About to do what most wouldn't do, yeah, I'll go there
I'm on a path to nowhere, and I know that you don't care
So don't act like you do
Fuck your signals and fuck your virtues
I'm on a mission to leave behind these bitches that can't take a joke
Yeah, I'm making them choke
I've never been afraid to lose a few followers
Because these critics are all some dick swallowers
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Because I always say what's on my mind
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They try to go against me every time
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
First off, fuck everybody, bitch, I'm stepping up
Minds a loaded weapon, serial numbers on my fucking tongue
Dope dick got her acting up, now her face is numb
She can't get enough, palm tree living
But I came from the seven oh, smoother than the double oh seven
Big stepping, gotta get it, no question
Talk my shit and be honest
Pay dues and homage, no shooters, no backup
It's just I and I in the cuts, militant
Deal damage with due diligence
On the MPC like Dilla did
Never sell my soul, I've been on a roll
Two middle fingers up
I done lost enough when the going's tough
Too broke for a strap, came through rabid
With bear mace and a hatchet
Like what's happening, go dumb like a spastic
Superhero on the mic, Mr. Fantastic
If the cops ask, it wasn't me, like Shaggy
Mr. Boombastic, putting beats in a casket
Who was asking?
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers trying to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
Motherfuckers trying to cancel me, they can't do shit
I spit hot fire like Dylon
You can mop deep and I'm still beefin' like Saigon
The icon, cooler than LL with the mic on
My right arm, I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I choke you niggas to death like a python
Don't fuck with me, just run it up with me
Or catch this buck fifty, cheek to cheek
I tell my shooters when to go, like Keak da Sneak
Sheesh, choppa sprayin' like an airbrush
This scene could get real fucked up like E-Z haircuts
Don't come near us, nigga, only compare ya
To the goats, Pac, Biggie, Nas, and hoes
Drake, Kendrick, and Cole, Andre three triple O
Not the head of my class, but still I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Cross the globe, I keep on movin' like soul to soul, yo
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the Holy Grail
Roll a L, screamin' fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the Holy Grail
Roll a L
Zilla
They always said that I was too vein
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Even when I made a new name
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Because I always say what's on my mind
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They try to go against me every time
These motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
They always said that I was too vein
Even when I made a new name
These mothafuckas, these mothafuckas
Nick T
Still ain't sold his soul
Nick T
Try to go against me every time
Motherfuckers try to cancel me, they can't do shit
Nick T
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Writer(s): Nicholas Tara, Jerold Ellis Iii, Alex Happy
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