​tpk - Respect lyrics

[Intro] I demand your respect! For myself cause that's who I represent! [Verse 1] R-E-S-P-E-C-T I don't know what that means for me I'm trying to find the definition all over the place And I end up making myself look like a disgrace People say that I look like a fool Well of course I know, I am a tool For making songs about, Mr. Applebees Now how the f** am I supposed to be motherf**ing free? Still I do this, I'm not going down without a fight I'm about to take my two fists, punch him in the face, make you say night night Because you don't dare disrespect the guy who about to innovate Because you just filled with motherf**ing hate How the f** you even figure? I'm doing this sh**, I'm trying to get over my speech impediment I may flub and stub all the time, but at least I know what I'm going to say in my mind And at least I'm able to refine my grind Yeah! [Chorus 1] I demand y'all respect Because I'm trying to represent... [Verse 2] Yo it hurts when you say that I am weird Now I'm in a bar drinking lots of beer Trying to k** my memory cells Still despite that I can rap very well So clearly that attempt has failed I should go blind and attempt to read braille But then again, how the f** am I able to enlighten my mind, all the time... When you f**ing up my grind, f**ing up my rhymes Still I need to do this to gain the motherf**ing respect Because man, I'm trying to present... A positive image in difficult times Maybe I should change my lines to be less positive and more negative Because man, I don't give a sh** I'm a motherf**ing little kid trying to serve a jail bid This is who I am, god damn, you can't stop me now Motherf**er if you do then you'll just end up like a clown [Chorus 2] I demand y'all respect! I demand y'all respect! [Verse 3] My mind does 20 different things at once How else can I be so blunt? I got the sk**, I can pay my bills You ain't got the will so you can't truly k** me... In a battle to the d**h So how the f** you able to gain the respect? Is it that you're more normal than me? People like normies, they hate autistic people like me So they want me dead, in the head, unable to spread bread I don't even understand what the f** I said But still I do this, no matter what... Because my brain is telling me to do this stuff, you know me... I'm determined. Can't you see... that I want your respect... And I won't get it until I'm able to represent The game at hand, I don't give a damn... Cause I'm basically following the master plan, what?