Verse 1:
I spew hate but do aim for laughter/
So fuck you if Deuce ain't ya new favorite rapper/
If you gettin sick of hearin all these shitty hood joints/
You should peep my shit, I've made some pretty good points/
You can't deny the logic, a rhymin prophet/
Who occasionally may just be rhyming nonsense/
Redefine a rhyme and then rhyme off topic/
The kind that I'd prolly have to die to stop it/
Cats always tell me what it takes to sell/
Why I want success bitch, I hate my self/
So I can be praised by the snakes in hell/
I'd rather watch Shine get raped in jail/
I could practice mean muggin a camera/
But the fact is I'd rather be snuffin ya grandma/
Nas told you bitches hip hop is dead/
And if not watch me rip off the head/
Chours:
They tellin me I gotta/
But ain't no way that I'ma/
They tellin' me I need ta/
I bet I don't/
Verse 2:
I don't follow the sound trends lately/
But I still get labeled the fake Slim Shady/
Cause content? If that's what the case be/
Everyone's a fake Nas, Big, Pac, or Jay-Z/
Or may it be the voice a little nasaly/
Or maybe it's all just another racial thing/
If you think I'm dissin then you missin the point/
But how the fuck you gon' mix me with a Michigan boy/
I rep my home city and it isn't Detroit/
And why was my CD in ya system if you didn't enjoy it?/
Great at what I do but can't pass they favorite/
Cats keep sayin I need to make some drastic changes/
They don't want Deuce, they want Eminem part 2/
I don't hear that, but I guess I'm impartial/
Basically they say to me the reign of Deuce One is over/
Cause I'm rappin white, so they actin like I'm just supposed ta/
Verse 3:
Listen, you clowns may wanna downplay sound waves/
But you ain't ever lived in a life without pain/
Cats is always quick with the mouth to shout fake/
But no one says shit when I point out out takes/
Every line it's like I demonstrate how to rhyme/
I will break down the lines but that's way down the line/
Nowadays it's like I'm weighed down in time/
Slangin' on the low, new age St. Valentine/
I'm an intellectual, stop and think, droppin' deep/
Push intellectual properties/
Pretendellectuals bought for fees/
An intellectual would not allow themselves to be property/
I live life one phase at a time/
One Jose Cuervo, chase it with lime/
Keep tracin back to the day that I died/
There's only one person that can change what I'm like/ (I can't)
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Lyrics submitted by Jerrod.