Mic Righteous - #KIMKSBUTT lyrics

[Hook] I'm in love with this music game Still find it funny like You've Been Framed Its been some years since we made Kampaign Back at it again I sit and wonder what they did to me To make me forget my whole history While I'm standing in the world, screaming f** the world But it just can't do sh** to me My sh**'s been f**ed since I turned 23 I got lost in the scene, and it wasn't for me I thought it was but it wasn't While we're watching the screen Everything came at once The tours, abroad, the broads The beach parties, the girls, the d** I was in another world, stuck in a helpless rut Neglecting the ones that held me up See my life you jealous f**, what? Crowd full of tits and arse Its just chicks and bras I live fast, crash quickly The whole mandem crash with me Good kid, got the whole city mad with me Caught the backlash from the track sack sack city My old man's going mad my brother thinks he's back at it Ashamed of a dad who's a crack addict One thing they never leave a man is his bad habits its back And if you ask me where I've been at I'll answer that question with a question "Are you a prick fam?" I'll hit you a pickaxe Allow telling me chillaxe Stop asking me stupid sh** man. I can't even quit, damn Promo team telling me "Mic you need to start going to party events And you can't be a dick man You have be respectful, have to do this, and have to do that Have to make new connects and link with all the artists you met man" I'm like man that sounds like a blast but right now mate I can't Because I can't be pretend and I don't feel like I'm part of the big act And I ain't standing at the bar like a tin man While everybody dances to Rick Ross I feel uncomfortable So f** off with the doggy I'm pissed off Of course sh**s bad Yeah I've been mad Your favourite rapper's Your favourite rapper's actually sick fam If I see him I'mma ask him for a pic for instagram I'm a big fan f** that, they kiss a** Lick crack, dick s** b**h I couldn't give six f**s how far you can get You can't be ahead Nah man I can't be pretend They can't be ahead These pricks are chasing after my ex You can chart till your dead Wanna quit rap but its hard to resist The riff-raff's back I don't even write bars It's easy sh** fam I just freestyled this sh** I could snap at any minute like a Nik-Nak Writ some of the best bars Its part of the world You can argue with my f**in dick fam Or argue with my middle finger here argue with this fam Back to square one I'm starting again I'm starving again I'm in your back garden sh**ting in your garden again You want arms? I got arms that could stretch I'll buy a Mac-10 from Birmingham off of my Somalian friend These ain't bars you can bench I still ain't done The objectification of how real they come Waiting for someone to match my sk**-ey When will they come I been waiting a whole year And there still ain't one Better watch what you say When you talk about the cla** A millitant Don't be a silly mug Don't you know its silly c*nts Life is serious in this place I'm displaced, can't engaged Everything's a big game, you pricks wake up I can change your whole chin shape Am I joking f** it look at this face This is for my inmates who push weights and be caged up f** being righteous cos it just ain't fun Plus everybody likes a good piss take huh Don't give a f** about the world when its in this state But break the whole internet for Kim K's bu*t I'm in love with this music game I find it funny like You've Been Framed But I swear man, music's changed Music's changed