Wanted You To Know
By Kyle Spear
On album Nostalgia - Lost Again
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[HOOK]
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
[VERSE 1]
I'm pleading innocence cuz I was heaven sent, tr-tr-triple 7 plus 11, flip the sum you bitch, I run this shit like treadmills, I dead the shit like Freddy kills a teen bitch, I'm Teen Wolf, you teeny bitch, my fangs are bloody, dripping, you fuckers must be tripping, got the batter for a badder track, stay out the kitchen, you snitches stick to snitching, let bitches stick to bitching, I'm all up in that pussy anyway, h-hello kitten..
My verse is hella written, much thanks to hella Ritalin, when I was young I needed that to stop my hella spitting but now I'm gutter like the chitlins, st-st-stutter like I'm Bus-a-bus, I'll bust you, truck you over like I'm Jason Witten.. I'm pitting me against these other chickens, I'm shitting on you G's, where's the TP?, I'm Cherokee just like the Indians, back with a vengeance cuz ballers never die hard, I try hard to never put my conscience in this cuz that's just not my mission, I slice through fakes like Kenshin, one vice I hate to mention, the kite I fly so often is bearing colors of some others that I hate to mention, I must do this for me, I must fucking succeed!..
[HOOK]
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
That I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
[VERSE 2]
Buckle down for the fast part of the ride when I glide in on a G5, so fly, put a beat in a hearse, steady feet step to the cursed verse-spitter, pursed lips, terse, hurt bitches nurse wounds while I loom overhead like a ‘tornitta', ‘tornada', does it matter?, I'm a little badder than the summa cum laude, make a bitch cum louder..
Devil in Prada, nada gonna stop me, nada gonna make me quit, hotter than a lot of fake shit, fake spit, fake bitches with fake swag & a fake price tag, in the game hella weight had to be placed on a man's ass to make, create a ridiculous class, meticulous with this craft, I'm an ass but I do it for myself, I'm a master, fall back, fall back, fall back, fucking maul that, shining in my light?, prepare for a Nicholson jaw-tap, spriggan with the tree sap, rap fricassees seas of fake G's, ball that!, I'mma call that mine, I'mma tow that line, I'mma do my thing, I'm the kind to resign only when the time is right & it's not so until that time I sing..
[BRIDGE]
From here to the motherland, this southern man can't help but flow..
Rise up from the gutter man, never tripping, stuttering, never miss a beat when I go..
When I hit ya with a blow, mother fo's gonna know that I won't show no emo..
I flow on, try to hold on as I blow your dome..
[VERSE 3]
That was the midway point, still time to back out now if you simple-mind hoes don't get my point, I'mma split thy joints, I'mma smoke my joints, I'mma anoint myself cuz to be left on the shelf never was a part of my chronicle, shot from a particle cannon, robot, semi-automatic rap Bionicle..
Trapped in a Scion with a monocle on, bitching at a red light, high, drunk, faced, based, outer-spaced with my fly undone, must be a bitch in the trunk with her fly undone, ha, oh my!, I'm on one, gone done the unthinkable, Titanic-ally rapping, sinking the unsinkable, at a skating rink spitting in the bathroom sink, heaving, like a heathen, damn!, shouldn't be breathing, shouldn't be going this hard, shoulda listened to the number 13 tarot card that I drew back in the day but I lack any sort of ability to give any sort of track away, I activate my raps & lace em with a dash of fate, it's enough to blow everything on the mother fucking map away..
I slap away any motherfucking punk tryna get in my cash's way, Cassius Clay, masturbate on ass & face, I blast away cuz I have never been the type to let the blue balls get the best of me, the rest blows on her breasts & knees, her chest & clothes, especially her Katy Perry tee, her cherry's relinquished, in the pink I'm distinguished..
I don't really wanna fight with these fists, all I really wanna do is make it right bitch, all I really wanna do is live up to the hype with a knife pointed at my life vest, see?, I'm suicidal but I never listen when people tell me that's selfish bitch, I do it for myself & I'm ruining myself, whatever, sue me, I'm broke..
[BRIDGE 2]
Are you gonna fucking choke-choke when I'm giving you a toke-toke?, you bitch..
Cuz I'm giving you the dope-dope, never flowing in the slo-mo, you trick..
Are you gonna fucking choke-choke when I'm giving you a toke-toke?, you bitch..
I'm holding down a low-pro' cuz I'm balling like a mofo, you trick, you trick..
Haaa..
[HOOK]
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
That I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
[VERSE 1]
I'm pleading innocence cuz I was heaven sent, tr-tr-triple 7 plus 11, flip the sum you bitch, I run this shit like treadmills, I dead the shit like Freddy kills a teen bitch, I'm Teen Wolf, you teeny bitch, my fangs are bloody, dripping, you fuckers must be tripping, got the batter for a badder track, stay out the kitchen, you snitches stick to snitching, let bitches stick to bitching, I'm all up in that pussy anyway, h-hello kitten..
My verse is hella written, much thanks to hella Ritalin, when I was young I needed that to stop my hella spitting but now I'm gutter like the chitlins, st-st-stutter like I'm Bus-a-bus, I'll bust you, truck you over like I'm Jason Witten.. I'm pitting me against these other chickens, I'm shitting on you G's, where's the TP?, I'm Cherokee just like the Indians, back with a vengeance cuz ballers never die hard, I try hard to never put my conscience in this cuz that's just not my mission, I slice through fakes like Kenshin, one vice I hate to mention, the kite I fly so often is bearing colors of some others that I hate to mention, I must do this for me, I must fucking succeed!..
[HOOK]
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
That I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
[VERSE 2]
Buckle down for the fast part of the ride when I glide in on a G5, so fly, put a beat in a hearse, steady feet step to the cursed verse-spitter, pursed lips, terse, hurt bitches nurse wounds while I loom overhead like a ‘tornitta', ‘tornada', does it matter?, I'm a little badder than the summa cum laude, make a bitch cum louder..
Devil in Prada, nada gonna stop me, nada gonna make me quit, hotter than a lot of fake shit, fake spit, fake bitches with fake swag & a fake price tag, in the game hella weight had to be placed on a man's ass to make, create a ridiculous class, meticulous with this craft, I'm an ass but I do it for myself, I'm a master, fall back, fall back, fall back, fucking maul that, shining in my light?, prepare for a Nicholson jaw-tap, spriggan with the tree sap, rap fricassees seas of fake G's, ball that!, I'mma call that mine, I'mma tow that line, I'mma do my thing, I'm the kind to resign only when the time is right & it's not so until that time I sing..
[BRIDGE]
From here to the motherland, this southern man can't help but flow..
Rise up from the gutter man, never tripping, stuttering, never miss a beat when I go..
When I hit ya with a blow, mother fo's gonna know that I won't show no emo..
I flow on, try to hold on as I blow your dome..
[VERSE 3]
That was the midway point, still time to back out now if you simple-mind hoes don't get my point, I'mma split thy joints, I'mma smoke my joints, I'mma anoint myself cuz to be left on the shelf never was a part of my chronicle, shot from a particle cannon, robot, semi-automatic rap Bionicle..
Trapped in a Scion with a monocle on, bitching at a red light, high, drunk, faced, based, outer-spaced with my fly undone, must be a bitch in the trunk with her fly undone, ha, oh my!, I'm on one, gone done the unthinkable, Titanic-ally rapping, sinking the unsinkable, at a skating rink spitting in the bathroom sink, heaving, like a heathen, damn!, shouldn't be breathing, shouldn't be going this hard, shoulda listened to the number 13 tarot card that I drew back in the day but I lack any sort of ability to give any sort of track away, I activate my raps & lace em with a dash of fate, it's enough to blow everything on the mother fucking map away..
I slap away any motherfucking punk tryna get in my cash's way, Cassius Clay, masturbate on ass & face, I blast away cuz I have never been the type to let the blue balls get the best of me, the rest blows on her breasts & knees, her chest & clothes, especially her Katy Perry tee, her cherry's relinquished, in the pink I'm distinguished..
I don't really wanna fight with these fists, all I really wanna do is make it right bitch, all I really wanna do is live up to the hype with a knife pointed at my life vest, see?, I'm suicidal but I never listen when people tell me that's selfish bitch, I do it for myself & I'm ruining myself, whatever, sue me, I'm broke..
[BRIDGE 2]
Are you gonna fucking choke-choke when I'm giving you a toke-toke?, you bitch..
Cuz I'm giving you the dope-dope, never flowing in the slo-mo, you trick..
Are you gonna fucking choke-choke when I'm giving you a toke-toke?, you bitch..
I'm holding down a low-pro' cuz I'm balling like a mofo, you trick, you trick..
Haaa..
[HOOK]
I just Wanted You To Know..
I do this shit for myself.. (I do this shit for myself..)
& no one can take that away from me.. (whoa..)
I just Wanted You To Know.. (Wanted You To Know..)
That I do this shit for myself..
& no one can take that away..
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