MC Freeman - Shy Guy lyrics

[MC Freeman] --currently... OK I spit the lyrical equivalent of calculus My flow mathematical, my lyrics animalculous You take it serious, but I'm just spitting for the hell of it Getting inside your head, I'm just being John Malkovich My stream-of-consciousness commentary is constant Cause I'm commonly commenting on the fact that I'm a monster Competently copping all your accolades and praises And I'm constantly astounding all you haters with my phrases like *Gasp!* but you know they had it coming to em I'm still doing my thing like I never knew em Paying haters no mind, and having such a good time And writing rhymes so now you all like "Man, that was a good line!" Right? Cause my lexicon is legendary Absolutely necessary, critical vocabulary Brownian motions cause my music isn't sedentary And while I'm at it, I should mention that I'm very very Sorry if my lyricals are in one ear and out the other I'm moving quickly cause I gotta get yet another Track done, on to the next one That one over there You're in my way, so you better step back, son Excuse me, but I think I oughta mention That I'm here to cut the mustard, break up all the tension Take conventional ideas to a whole 'nother dimension So sit down, shut up and pay attention Cause I'm only going to go through this once, and that's the end Well... unless you play it back and hear it again But whatever, look, listen up, I gotta get my point across: You better not cross me cause my flow so hotsauce Call me a cracker cause I'm putting on the Ritz Well, I guess that makes Steez Mack like a Cheez-It Eat this, take that, stick it in your snack dip You don't get where I am now without a lot of practice Cause it takes a lot of sk** to write excellent lexes But it's sure paying off, I'm rolling up in a Lexus Making mental connections, just like I was a nexus As I execute my flow to hit you in the solar plexus Ouch! Well, you could've had a V8 If you could eat more, that would be great And I ain't angry, man, but I'm seeing red Sitting drinking Faygo Red Pop and popping my Cherryheads As you can see, my flow hotter that something that is hot And I'm far more legitimate than something that is not So if you want to say I'm not a real rapper, just stop I want to know, where exactly do you get off? Right here, let me show you to the door, sir Ain't going to take this hating from you anymore, sir Am I going to stop soon, give haters a little hope? Now, let me think about it... Nope! I'm going to continue, keep right on Your comments don't stick, cause I'm coated in Teflon I'm rubber, you're glue And anything that you say can and will be used against you I'm going to chop chop you like Samurai Jack Cause my freak MCing like I'm breathing down your back Yeah, I know I'm a loudmouth, I was always like that Talking to myself ever since I was a Rugrat What's that? Aw, crap, here you go again Spreading lies about me being a fake with no friends I take exception to that, it's all deception Because saying I can't rap, that is a common misconception Correction: I've got extra-sensory perception Getting in your dreams, planting your thoughts like Inception Need to go deeper, peeping like a creeper Watching myself be superior to Wiz Khalifa-r Black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow? Hell, no Oh, I might as well introduce myself before I go Cause some of you may be thinking "Wait, whoa, who are you?!?" I'm MC Freeman, and it wasn't nice to meet you Check!