MGR - God Listen lyrics

Intro: (A bunch of random sh** don't worry about it) Verse 1: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I like being crazy and me Now that you can see I can't believe I used to be me when I was only 13 Use to beg for attention off the teachers and misses Now I couldn't give a flute about jesus and christmas I want to have groupies with big zuggies But I don't want to kiss em they'll give me cudies They know Rep is a cutie so they call me a looney But they want to savour time so they don't say nothing to me I'm not an exposer but I love exposure So if you have anything to say get it out before you can't cure your hunger I want to be successful in the rap game To be respected by the people who always called me bad names To have a fortune in wealth and get a new house Not be a disappointment to my family I always said I was going to make it But I have to work to get to where I want to take it If that means trading friends for fans then I'll do it And I promise I'll always be true to it Hook(x2): God if you can Listen Help me destroy the competition I just want to be successful So help me be successful Why do you have to be so stressful Just be helpful for once for f** sake I want be the great! Verse 2: I will be the best Rapper in Eire The only rapper to make it out this era I'm sick of hearing the same songs on the radio So now that I'm here here we go I'll be on it with some stan Lee cameos Twisted, sadistic crippled Romeo Can twist me you can test me though Try spit on me there you go Can't resist me now can you hoe Be my Juliet we can spin around in circles like a horizontal ferris wheel I'll be the rap games pedestal I'm not carrying steel but I guarantee I'm carrying you still Yeah, let's go to ma** and we need a good appeal You know you would and I would love to double down love But I'm a necrophil, so that's not the deal I tried to succumb to our numbers but to no avail So now I'm here with celetape and cling film I'm the rap tyrannosaurus rex ready to slap you with a thesaurus for trying to be inspirational when you talk about s** Be smart, Be me, everything you're not, a f**ing retard Hook(x2): God if you can Listen Help me destroy the competition I just want to be successful So help me be successful Why do you have to be so stressful Just be helpful for once for f** sake I want be the great! Verse 3: I know it'll take time to get to where I want But I'm willing and able because I don't to be a grunt So I will spit and spit until my neck aches and can't create anymore spit I need metaphors to show off that I'm the bomb that is Ticked off and ready to blow up your spot light So get your rhymes right and stay tight before I snatch em up and make em better for the spotlight One day I will be on stage and preform alongside Beyonce and Kanye but I'll say that I'm better and I deserve the f**ing Grammy, snatch off Mr West's Shutter Gla**es Snap it in half and Shove it both of their a**es, then perform single ladies with f**ing furries Don't worry, they're going to get a suprise too so don't worry Outro: (More random sh** you don't need to worry about)