Self Styled
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Rolling
Mama don't be allowing no spits and sparking around here on one
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, the you have to rap once again, man
I should be the pimp of the year
So move over, Huggy Bear
Once again I'm gonna do this
With a rhyme coat on, keep me warm which
I gotta be self-styled
Man, I gotta be self-styled
Call me a poser, I am
Maybe the world's biggest scam
Now maybe it's just the way I look
I gotta be self-styled
Man, I gotta be self-styled
(Do this)
Man, I'm just taking some props
Before the world is gonna give 'em
Little rhyme, little bit egocentric living
Ain't gonna wanna take what is is hers
I dictate my private grace
Gonna wear it like a T-shirt
Fresh, nothing surf, give a win
When it comes to payroll
My fifty-minute fame, look
Sorry, Andy Warhol
Ain't gonna quail at the weight of my ego scale
To a point, take it as a joint, let's inhale
(Yeah, inhale)
I'm all that, I'm larger than gas
You know what I'm sayin'?
Now wait a minute
I gotta be self-styled
Man, I gotta be self-styled
Suppose you just can't see
Inside a man, the hero in me
So maybe it's just the way I look
(Put your glasses)
I gotta be self-styled
Man, I gotta be self-styled
(See some real crabs in your face)
I got these people funky bugging
Like a hot Robin Zuniga
Give a lick like Mick Jagger
Walk with a dagger
You wanna roll with me to that paper
Hang on, no chance
Let go of my ego, hold on
Like cliffhanger
With the benefactor, pause with a cause
Flavor plus the casmer, I kicks it like a horse
Hype so ripe, so never flip scripts negative
Blow funky shit like my name was a laxative
(Laxative, laxative, laxative)
And you people want me to stick to the ground
That's far too down to Earth now