Illogic - Bulletproof Resume lyrics

[Intro:] Whoa! [x16] [Verse 1:] Ma name's synonymous wit d critically acclaimed So s** sells at half ma** Move at ma own pace you speechters won't last So commence c-section been ill January birth hit d earth tore d windshield When has d minnicle disseminating you minuscule trainwrecks Spit d word defy d laws of same s** Tea bagging, toe taggin rivals, when I shoot it post it Youtube and take it viral Sittin on ma couch collectin cheques while you clockin in All dese individuals too worried bout blendin in Just running your mouth, your traits too feminine Menopause, I'm peakin, you're leakin estrogen Spit so many rhymes I could stop right now Look at ma resume an still feel proud Boss on d humble, I don't need a crowd Silently makin moves, while all you movin is bowel, fowl Take a pause, you can try to catch up Jerome, I'll hold d mirror, freshen up your makeup Fix yo feather bow an we can stip your ear duct This world's corrupt an I got kids to raise up You're layin up, watchin all maneuvers Crowd leaves d show when I punch drunk in stuper Whenever we arrive it's red carpets an rose petals Simply, you got no drive yo tank is empty Whoa! [x16] [Verse 2:] Why you wanna set it off, I told em that it don't matter [ress go when I go platter 12 hundred techniques is what we throw at em, eh Our tone armed like a loaded magnum The game so backwards, get d record deal first Learn how to make d record after R&B singers more G than d rappers Yo favourite MCs gettin beat up by actors Lay low for a couple weeks and try to hide Which you wonder why you idolize all these idle minds When all they do is recycle somebody's borrowed lines b**h a** behaviour patterns tend to get standardized Easily detected, ‘fore the seeds get infected If he on d scene best believe he d record Role he playin gettin whited out think corrected Hang out wit yo best connects, what you could've exited At 18 had a Jesus piece and a necklace It didn't bring me any peace I was still reckless Fightin in d streets, years later got d message But any peace comes from action not symbolism Hit so many rhymes I could stop right now Look at ma resume an still feel proud King of d jungle, I ain't gotta growl But still snatch an animal once in a while, ow Make d beat when yo money hit ma paypal 2 or 3 sequence an plus a fresh breakdown Four to four extends for your vocal lay down But till you get yo paper up stay outta ma way pal D beat's handcrafted like a hanzo sword Only good for Cuban links an people keepin it raw Kobe use some of d dope music spread on ma desk V-neck, like Joey Montana showing ma chest I'm d best! No, no. My spot never leaves me man I am my spot I don't Regardless of you know, win, loss, whatever And you know, I might change for you guys I might change for the media, I might change for the common fan The way you think and feel about me, but um It never changes for me. I live in a bubble man I think the world of myself, I think I'm number 1 in the world And noone's gonna ever change that for me, you know I understand my spot, I know what I'm capable of And I'll always be a champion, with or without a belt