Some people call me crazy
While they’re sagging their pants listening to Jay-Z
I tell them they’re right, what you going to do about it?
They just stand there and don’t do shit
I don’t want to reach perfection
I’m just tired of people stating the obvious
I’m not heading in the right direction
But I’m tired of haters wanting to diss
If you’re going to diss, make it something new
At least I’m myself and I’m true
I don’t follow the trend, and I don’t want to
I hate those multi-colored Nike shoes
You can’t label me, so stop trying,
Or else you’ll end up in the hospital crying,
While I’m just sitting here sighing
Cause people just don’t understand
It’s my life, I’m in command
So shut the hell up or get you’re ass kicked
Yeah, damn right I’m a prick
I may be white, but I can rhyme
And it isn’t about the shit rapped about all the time
I make my own shit, about my life
While I’m pondering what to do with this knife
I’m not suicidal, I’m just insane
I like to chop people up and eat their brains
Just joking, I’m not cannibalistic
I just sit here rhyming real shit
Just get a life and leave me alone
Cause’ I don’t like you’re fucking tone
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Can't Label This- Lucifer Angel
Posted by Lucifer Angel at 5/13/2010 01:59:00 PM
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