IPΛT - I Own Me lyrics

HOOK I own me So you can't clone me IPΛT baby, one and only Many claim God but they phony IPΛT keep it real, yea, you know me Verse 1 I make my own money The sh**'s called stock Watch the value go up As my new record drops Flip that into some land Make that a base for my fam And nurture newcomers as my empire expands I got stage hands For the world's theater Setting scenes up I'm the orchestrator When I yell, "Action!" I'm the motivator All-time audience captivator Grand entrance Master actor Superb performance Audience clapper Demand encore More theatrics Droppin drapes on 'em Cause I'm k**in' 'em after (scene) HOOK Movie magic swagger And Holly wan wood Therefore, I'mma give it And stick it real good Me and Forest, we dick her Picture Di-Duh-Duh Man and Suge "You's a genius, Man" I know, I'm g-g-g-g-good Take over The Carter Like my name was Nino Brown But I'm iPΛT and G-Money ain't around E'rybody smoking Kesha Mr. Akbar's skipping town The Banker's sh** stinks to heaven You think a T.A.R.P. will cover the mound? They babble on and on 'bout how they're too big to fail So many statistics and we get caught up in the spell "To give us all you got's the only way your ship will sail; Otherwise it's privatize and all your a**et's up for sale." I'm coming for that tail which means I'm coming for that a** Done wrote too many checks, so I'm coming for that cash Straight like a p**nstar, man, I'm cumming for that cash And, if you try to hold out, man, I'm gunning for that cash HOOK Call me "currency" and you're about to catch a charge I'm tryna get at them chips cause I like my bands broad Them Ben Franklins get me high as a kite, lightning rod And, at critical altitude, I'm struck by an Act of God I see things different, like I'm on LSD 'Cept I'm seein' what's real while e'rybody watch t.v I'm telling all my friends, "Man, you got to see this!" But it just flies over their head like a cloud of sea mist They can't catch my drift like a runaway Sea Biscuit So, I pull up in the carriage like, "Aye, you need a lift?" Take 'em from A to B, like the Fly did on t.v Pick one, Goldblum or Michael J's "Marty" But they're still up in a haze Can't snap out their gaze Sometimes in makes me think, "Maybe I'm the one that's crazed!" Gotta admit, it's easy watching reality t.v And not having an opinion but just parroting the elites "Fall in line, don't deviate or be creative Re-create the program we gave you You're a slave. You don't know, Man?" HOOK ©2013 iPΛT