Anno Domini - Think They Know Me lyrics

Verse One: I can't pursue my love, I'm too busy puking blood I can't improve my buzz every last brew I chug Can't even go into the booth, I just blew it up What should I do? Boo hoo, I could use a hug Where's that new Peru girl with the huge jugs? She subdues dudes when her body moves in the club A few begrudge, who the f** are you to judge? Like all he raps about is getting head and doing d**! A bit repetitive, could credit it to sedatives His rhetoric is relevant, even if you don't get it, b**h No etiquette like I was way past the second hit She ain't set to lick it in the whip? Then f**ing step on it! Forget the chick, time to call up the connect with piff If he's being sketchy, prick, time to smoke that resin sh** This is the truth that I hold to be self-evident Collective sentiment, its GuTii for president Chorus: All these people think that they know me But they ain't gotta clue what it is they rocking to I'll continue to spit 'til they O.D This ain't no auto-tune, this for those who popping shrooms Until I flip the script and they all see That they're illogical for propping these obnoxious fools I'll just twist a spliff and act salty It's hard to profit from these Hip Hop market tools Verse Two: This ineptness has wrecked this objective No swinging necklace, just seven exes who think I'm s**ist I spit asbestos mixed with f**ing lead chips You think that I'm just subjective? You kids have a d**h wish Music was always second, now it's time to accept it Put all the time I invested to show 'em I'm not to be messed with And only those who can test it can attest it Lyrics are suggestive If you skeptics wanna test it, get a prep kit You stepped to f**ing septic and there's no disinfectant You thinking it's a blessing, what if this wasn't destined What about all of the times I could of been arrested? Someone trying to send a message Hey GuTii! f**ing finish records! Instead I'm misdirected, finishing the Gin for breakfast I'm with the kids for mix their Ritalin with Nesquik Should hit up Kid Eclectic, acidic for my next hit Naw, forget this, I guess my gift is still neglected Chorus Verse Three: Even his f**ing love wonders if he can spit You're with boyfriend number two, I'm with girlfriend number six Here comes the pitch, the last one I swung and miss But now I think that I can hit it like a ton of bricks So find your loved ones, provide them stun guns Tell them be advised, I'm the guy you run from A conundrum, there's no reply, they're stumped, son Too much rum, opium, I've become numb No longer on the marijuana got me feeling somber Can't focus on this genre, there's too many prima donnas My mind already wanders, where it's gone and why it wanders? I'm getting calmer but ponder if you really want to rile him Yellow biel, I'm no longer smiling, I'm violent Hostile, bringing out that side again Can't hide it then, it's Leviathan, I f**ing diet 'em But if you think it's worthwhile, maybe you f**ers should try it then! Chorus