Glam.I.Rock - Jura**ic lyrics

Can somebody please call up the president Because I think that it's evident That I am very sick And I can't find the proper medicine I eat tracks for nutrition Everyday just for the hell of it O my name is Glam and you O aren't you irrelevant O, my bad Sorry that I put you on blast I guess I'm just mad Don't try to find the flow You can't Cuz it's in my bag Please don't grab Punchlines f**in' up O sorry that's my jab Go harder than you soft v-neck n***as More sensitive than my vag Was that too raw Did you have to press pause Subtle thunder when I'm k**in' them under Really droppin jaws And, I don't ever make it clap And because of that, I should get a round of applause They press play on Glam all day And eventually they'll press stop, eject These leeches be s**in' life out this music Cause they see someone on youtube They be thinkin' that they can do it Really that'll do it Really tho, how can you be that stupid Warn you now if you try to run up Glam.I.Rock very future I try to warn critics, that I'm born wit it Don't try to take shots, that will just result in torn gimmicks I got game, keygens, codes and corn widgets Tell me how you gon do it all after I done did it I promised I would break em off proper Got em lookin' like they took a shot of vodka Claimin' that you want to rise with no yeast Guess you really are about the f**in' Matza Pop bop uwah, ta da la ruggah You are extra and I'm reaccuring, peep the saga Chill to the next episode, bah bah See, this is what it's about, I k** a verse, I k** a track, and that's it