You Know I’m No Good

2001,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
I was high, rollin in a ride
Kid growing up confused cuz I smizzed the reefer
Now everyone's Rolling Papers; Wiz Khalifa
But I ain't a pot hipster, just a lot of people I know are main stream cock kissers, that say no homo
Cuz they're too uncomfortable in their own skin
Like Joan Rivers. after smokin five swishers
What, you got a hard and heavy flow?
Your Ready to blow? grab your maxipads and let it go
Think I'm weak? Want me battle ya? Rattle ya?
Just turn off the gangsta rap and put on some metallica
And ladies? Shiiiit, I know some sea urchins
Poisonous bitches that pretend to be perfect
But I Keep flirtin, to get a cheap jerk in
Then leave a fuckin sting in their heart like Steve Irwin (Krikey)

Chorus
I do me, you do you
Pissed off at the world so I'm shittin on fools
I got talent, your just a product
Everything I say, the kids, are like awwwww shit
(I Told Ya) Been trouble since the day I was born
(I Was Trouble) it ain't gone stop the way I'm goin
Ya know that I'm no good

Verse 2
Is it me? or does every rapper download a CD
For free Copy the style, act cocky awhile
Then bag on other clowns n think they got them caught in the act
For doing the same shit you do like they're jockin' ya swag
You fuckers don't know what art is, let alone
How to target a market, shit, fuckin narcissists
Your too afraid to offend your audience
Like you're talking to a retarded kid, with Parkinson's
You scrap for lines I pull them out my ass
More than Charlie Sheen did with his rehab stash
Make weed legal? K try coke & heroin
Your parents did, why else would they listen to Aerosmith?
Got 3 B's in high school: Blunts, Bowls, Bongs
Marvin Gaye in class like: What's Going On?
Cuz I don't see the problem with trouble girl I'm no good
I ain't Ryan Gosling put that in your Notebook

Chorus
I do me, you do you
Pissed off at the world so I'm shittin on fools
I got talent, your just a product
Everything I say, the kids, are like awwwww shit
(I Told Ya) Been trouble since the day I was born
(I Was Trouble) it ain't gone stop the way I'm goin
Ya know that I'm no good

Verse 3
See I'm life to the game like light to a flame
Go right through the pain like a Spike in ya vein
I'm Vicodin babe; a nice getaway
Your raps compared to mine?: a knife to a tank
It's a crazy world we livin' in, isn't it, citizens
Think earth is home shit I'm just here on a business trip
I'm clocking out once I put the minutes in but aren't we all
Some just have a quicker pace they finish in
So whos it bother if I pop a pill
Stop talking while zonked out watching Doctor Phil
But you don't find it appropriate to be soakin wet with
Sweat to celebrate my success with an opiate?
Ladies and gentleman call me DJ Sinnamon
Lines too tough to swallow; call me Sam Kinison
This shit goes to ten and its not even the final draft
The next one's going to eleven: Spinal Tap

Chorus
I do me, you do you
Pissed off at the world so I'm shittin on fools
I got talent, your just a product
Everything I say, the kids, are like awwwww shit
(I Told Ya) Been trouble since the day I was born
(I Was Trouble) it ain't gone stop the way I'm goin
Ya know that I'm no good