Jesse Abraham - I Ain't Shit I'm The Shit lyrics

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I Ain't Shit I'm The Shit / Jesse Abraham[Verse 1]I find it oddThat I've been awedAhhh shitBy and largeIt's a timeless wit that I rhyme withI'm involved with a mindless grind that a firing squad could define as a crisisWhen the mic is on minus papyrus I am your highness, I am GodWait that's pious, I am wrongTry and define this virus, my that's hardWhat virus? Microsoft?I'm on when I'm offIt's a blanket wrapped like I'm Linus, dogPeanuts is a childish styleYou could file these nuts under bison balls slash Tyson's armI'm a make you dash like a hyphenWhen I write a song, go[Hook]Jaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I ain't shitWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I'm the shitJaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withSay whatchu wanna sayAct how you wanna actPlay how you wanna playRap how you wanna rap[Verse 2]Think I expect to get props?It's not a total shockNot like I'm rockin dreadlocks and drinkin soda popI mean I'm kinda legitI ain't just tryin to fitI deserve itIt's fair, right?No it's notNo guaranteeing survivalMost of y'all just feel entitledEmcees that I know just like rhymingThey would wave a titleDiss your disciples' idolsI will become unbridled and rivalAnyone who spits shit that's recycled at their concert, show, recitalI'm blessed to have a micLucky stars, satellitesFucking starved, appetiteI'm hungry so I sacrifice my down timeAfterlife? Yeah now's mineHermaphrodites can't even dream to please themselves like how I'mSmiling when I'm rhymin I'm a giant and it's chow timeFrying up a lion throwin down a pound of Ballantine'sNow it's mine (psyche)I made ya lookUnderground? Musta made your luckUnderground like a miner with a major, look[Hook]Jaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I ain't shitWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I'm the shitJaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withSay whatchu wanna sayAct how you wanna actPlay how you wanna playRap how you wanna rap[Verse 3]It's type strangeThat anybody listensI'm forever grateful for a moment of your attentionI'm sittin on the subwayIt's my train of thoughtA token of my appreciation is all you really boughtWhen you copped a song or somethinOr sung along or somethinOr told me years ago, "Jesse man you're onto somethin"I'm buzzin?You're bugginJust cuz your cousin's husband liked my album don't mean nothinMaybe it does?It doesn'tThat ain't the voice of hatersY'all go ahead with thatYou're braggin bout your haters like it's an impressive statMan you ain't bein hated cuz you're innovative, JackIf you get so much hateMaybe your shit's just wackThat's not about a artistIt's bout livin a lifeThe show starterBob Barker, tell em, how's that price?The price is wrong, bitchThis ain't a free showIt's a freak showNow sing along, it's[Hook]Jaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I ain't shitWho you think you are, who you, who you think you are?I'm the shitJaybrah Jaybrah spit that shitShow them who they messin withSay whatchu wanna sayAct how you wanna actPlay how you wanna playRap how you wanna rap