Chelsea Reject - Make You A Fan lyrics

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Chelsea Reject - Make You A Fan lyrics

[Verse 1: Chelsea Reject] Show me my opponent Can never catch up in it until I give you try That defy everything you thought you knew for sure inside of your mind Cause they used to say I was lame And I didn't even try to defend myself Won't even try to deny Cause I came in looking fly in the skies Like "What's higher than I?" Eye and eye will provide When I'm running out of ideas and onomatopoeias This sh** is hard but somehow they want to be us What you see on television ain't the truth I'd be happy if I could cop me a Prius Not every rapper sitting in a Coupe So you better your trouse Now that's not me saying that I'm any better than you Just think I put my stuff to better use So don't get it confused And mob influence been k**ing my victim with their own muse It's amusing [Hook: Chelsea Reject] I make you dance to the music I,I make you dance to the music I,I make you dance to the music I make you a fan, it's amusing I,I make you dance to the music I,I make you dance to the music I,I make you dance to the music I make you a fan, it's amusing I make you a fan, it's amusing I make you a fan, it's amusing Make you a fan, it's amusing Make you a fan, it's amusing [Verse 2: Nyck Caution] Are you feeling me now? Cause I'm feeling myself And I made it to the building myself Trying to make a living myself Million, only as a minimum I don't think a living might help Yo, tell me if you're willing for the breakthrough Can't relate to the snake in the fake [?] Got racks? Think I don't relate? f** it, I pay dues Now I get paid cause I make moves I ain't trying to be average Get punched like a ad lib Work to the callus, rip when sh** happens Keep balance, I be dying to eat, stay ravenous Go grasp it Pray to God no pathogens and no famine hit I keep it real to the script, no challenges It's [?], I'm a f**ing protagonist It's like you know me I rep the EOE f** with no cops, only trust the g-o-d If I die before I wake it would be lowkey The p-o-p-o shooting like COD If you're gonna dance to the music Listen to the words Give a chance to the music Ain't nobody give a damn when it's useless Ain't nobody give a damn