Koncussion - I Don't lyrics

Verse: If I ever fell from the earth and right down to hell Don't know if nobody would know nobody could tell That's all based on the position that I'm in I'm skating on this ice that is f**ing paper thin Don't trust no one 'cause nobody trust me f** around on the court and foul the f**ing referee Been searching and looking but I can't find a reason Why you can't make your rhymes sound a little bit decent And I ain't got to hide it, 'cause I don't give a f** I'll tell you in a song or to your face your lyrics s** (they do) Try something else new 'cause this sh** just ain't for you So go f** off now please let me continue Don't embarress yourself anymore get off stage We all go start a motherf**ing rampage Swinging bats around bashing brains causing a scene Flee the place with a match that's ready, and gasoline Watch it all go up in flames yeah watch it burn Don't have no emotions man, nah I ain't concerned Pistol whip a b**h leave they face all deformed Don't ever f** with me, you should have been informed You don't like to cause beef, or at least you sworn Don't you ever try to step up to me, you should have been warned (cuz) Chorus: I don't give a f** at all This is my song I might be a little dead wrong But sing along (4x) Verse: Motherf**ers, want to test me, but I ain't got limits If it weren't for rap man, I probably wouldn't exist The fuel that I get I'll add it right to the fire 'Cause the urge to rap is like a burning desire I'll be rapping forever, I'll never retire Making others fall off like they be a loose tire Get a dictionary and expand your vocabulary I'm not another person who's just out of the ordinary Why you picking on me? Particularly? I never did nothing to you to cause any beef I keep writing until my pen runs out of ink All I know is how to write, it's a natural extinct When I hear a beat my intent is to murder it You can't see the whole picture, ya'll just get a blur of it I get on the mic and it's like a sudden light Came down from above and it's pretty f**ing bright My rhyming sk**s build as the song goes on I'll say your sh** sounds whack and then I'll put it in my song Does it look like I give a f**? Not at all Beat you with a can of propane and push you to the wall Stab you with the f**ing handle side of the knife Then I throw you in the ocean, there goes another life (cuz) Chorus