Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say What Ya Want, artist - Kj-52. Album song The Yearbook: The Missing Pages, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
Say What Ya Want |
First off tell me what’s your name dude who are you |
Man I’m you I’m KJ Five Number two man |
How can that be man you ain’t me man |
I’m 52 what are you KJ Five Three man? |
Nah see I’m the rapper that yo u used to be |
Before you sold out and started rapping so pathetically |
I came from the past to battle me? |
That’s right because you forget what means to be an emcee |
Oh I get it cause I’m popular now |
And I got a dove award I forgot the underground |
You think I forgot how to throw it down |
And I can’t hold my own that’s what your saying to me now? |
Yeah that’s right and what I’m saying is |
You’re a biter you write your songs for youth group kids |
Dear slim a gimmick everybody’s knowing this |
Oh you think so we can find out about this |
You can say what you want yep |
But I really don’t care I really don’t care |
First of all fools like you get devoured |
You ain’t wack you like wack to the 7th power |
I’m a go ahead and expose all ya gimmicks |
And leave ya blown out like a tire with a hole in it |
You don’t' get it battling me that’s risky |
Your last CD was wack but it made a nice Frisbee |
You can’t be expect now not to get exposed |
When your style’s such a copy I could pick it up at Kinkos |
How you gonna run up in the place |
When your eyebrows look like they exploded off your face |
Knowing your rock the pair of same socks for 3 days |
Dude is so white he probably bleeds mayonnaise |
I’m sorry don’t get all mad |
Cause your teeth look like you just brush em with a brillo pad |
Don’t be sad that’s not what I mean |
I mean it smells like an animal went and died between ya teeth but. |
I’m all up in your atmosphere |
And I’m blowing out your mind like sticking dynamite in your ear |
Yeah don’t even try to step |
When the rhymes are so tight you could use them for spandex |
You should know when to quit |
Cause I ain’t feeling you like I chopped off my fingertips |
See I ain’t even bluffing |
I could take you without saying … |
How you gonna get all up on it |
When your forehead so big I could write my next song on it |
I didn’t mean it dog gone it |
I meant the junk is so big I could pull out a paintbrush and draw on it |
Don’t be looking at me strange |
When your hair is so greasy I think it needs an oil change |
Fo sheezy I’m the real 52 |
Welcome to the city of wackness population only you |
You gonna have to shut your mouth |
So you can finally see what the KJ is all about |
Yeah no doubt I’ll be the first to admit it |
That since I started now a days I rap a lot different |
But c’mon man you got to be kidding |
I can’t stay the exact same way now be realistic |
Music evolves that’s being artistic |
There’s just one thing that stays consistent |
Its just Jesus first in every single lyric |
Hopefully that’s apparent I care less if ya feel it |
Label what I do as nothing more than gimmicks |
In fact label me a sell out in fact I agree with it |
Sold out to Christ sold out my life |
Plus I sold out the show I did last night |
And if I sold out to doing God’s plan |
And that makes me a sell out that’s what I am then |