Cory Joseph - Do ? I Like lyrics

[Sample] {Do what you ever wanted to be, just you Not enslaved by your own conditioning to be free.} (But I am free. I'm free to have the most wonderful time Everybody's happy nowadays.) {But wouldn't you like to be free, to be happy in your own way And not somebody else's?) (I simply don't understand you.) Yeah Welcome to the black box (I do what I like) Nephilim [Verse 1] Yo I grew up a screw up But you know what? It made me the man I am As my fam I was an early bloomer But also a heavy consumer Addictive personality Would gradually lead to the cure Who would've knew a, gift from James Bay to move to Langford Ended up plotting himself in Vancouver and proceed to maneuver Myself to succeed. I stink, came out the sewer But I'm clean, I brushed the dirt off of my shoulder Now I'm rapping, show up I could definitely smell manure I'm treading carefully, perfect my recipe Eventually all the writers swarm But tried to get the best of me No rest, I've got the tightest form Like I was born for this test No rest for an absent mind I guess I'm the one to help bring some consciousness To this mess hanging on by a lifeline Yeah, and I've been working my whole lifetime Trying to master what happens when I start thinking about my actions It seems to bring satisfaction These rappers only answer to the questions I've been asking Been going mad [?] My home is like the thunder dome I've got a graveyard full of poems Hand chiselled on stone tones Busy artist so I'm alone Relationships never last I never answer my phone And every time my excuse is “sorry I'm too stoned” But you knew I was reclusive so now when I roll The only one beside me is my f**ing soul Should have been that way all along But it just so happens that love is just like a trap It's too strong So I've got my pride intact but my patience is long gone And I barely even phone home Because lately I've been writing like it just might f**ing save me So we at the round table Mad's pa**ing the gravy, P1 uncork the wine Rob the Viking invited me, he's just adjusting the vinyl Vital signs for hiding idol, we called up all the warriors Gather up, Vancouver emporium, shattering borders