I really am a good man, even when I cross the lines

I'm just tryna get out, the way I'm feeling inside

The way I'm feeling my rhymes, the way I'm flowing on a beat

I'm a menstrual cycle, it's menopause with the heat

I pick up my dre beats, put em over my head

Let the boom bap track, clap back until you're dead

Call it lyrical homicide, it's whatever you want

Follow me down this road, and you'll never be lost

What's the cost of fame? Cuz I can pay the price

Every day that I don't make it, I'm just wasting my life

I think back when I was younger, just a shorty making music

HaD to prove that I could do it, got these fuckers feelin stupid

Never losing what I'm doing, get you right up on ya feet

Get you feeling Dee Jaymes on every motherfucking beat

Yeah I said it beforae, but I can say it again

And I may get repetitive, but I'm meeting my ends

And I'm Spitting intense, fire flame with the game

No control in my brain, don't you dare shit on my name

Cuz I'll do what I do best, when there ain't nothing left

But to body the rest of all these clowns, I do it to the death

I do it to the best, that's the way it's always been

Cuz i ain't living with the light, I'm steady living with sin

Got a lot of rap stars, but they ain't on my level

A lot of mumble rap pussies, playing dance with the devil

I should try to play the game, maybe I can get the same

Type of Fame these lames claim, to get mainstream play

I gotta say it one time, just to get it in my rhymes

After that it's like a crime, double Jeopardy with my lines

Oh my, I'm speaking tongues, ain't nobody get the love

Less they hear from above, I'm still hearing all these scrubs

I am who I am, I don't change for anybody

You can say that you all sorry till I'm up in that bugatti

Or a rari, better check it for you fuck it up and wreck it

If these bitches keep on steppin, I'll fuck you up in a second

I'm not messing with the game, I'm not playing with my name

I'm just steady chasing fame, till it never is the same

I'm just sayin, that's the way it's always been in my opinion

But I'm living like a villain til I'm counting every million

But I'm willing to bet, every red cent of my checks

That you bitch made rappers don't want me in the game yet

Cuz I'll rip a new asshole if you fuckers wanna step

Cash the check and then rep my set, I do it to the death

I do it til I'm dead, when they put me in the casket

And I'm lowered in the ground, to hell in a handbasket

When you ask em what my name is, I just tell it like it is

Imma Imma good man, and I'm rapping for the biz

Better put up the bid, for the lyrical auction

When you try to beef with me, motherfucker heed caution

I'm awesome and I know it, take my lyrics better blow it

Like uncircumsised dicks, peel it back, gotta show it

Thats disgusting, clean it up, yeah that's all I ever hear

When my auditory function pushes into your ears

I may be living in fear, but I'm so full of the life

I'm so full of the wrong, I may be filling you with right

They say my shits tight but come on let's be honest

Who in their fucking right mind wants me famous, just come off it

Cuz I did, long ago, I'll continue with my bars

I'll incinerate the game without becoming a star

I don't need to blow ya mind, I don't need to fill a void

I don't need to be the buffest motherfucker, steroids

I don't need the endless bitches, I don't need the paparazzi

I don't need the clothes and cars, cuz I already got me

I'm a ticking time bomb, ready to blow ya fucking minds

I know just who I am, and I know just what to do

I'm just rapping for myself, no need to do it for you

Cuz nobody reps my music like myself and I'm done

Dealing with the fake fans who only here for the fun

This album is immortal and I'm never gonna die

Cuz when my soul leaves my body and you're wondering why

Why I'm still releasing music from beyond the grave

You can tell yourself that I AM... the game

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