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empathymusic - doing somethin' lyrics

(pre-verse)
i got these people telling me they don’t like empathy
they say if i got a name like that then i can’t be rapping mean
i don’t mean to be obscene but if you listen closely (yo)
you realise i’m the nightmare that pops up in your dreams, yeah

(verse 1)
spitting sick like syphilis
you witness this i gotta take you out, it’s business b-tch
you know your girl got my cd on her christmas list
throw your -ss around till you get motion sickness
all you d-ck heads looking sour like some mother f-cking citrus (like that citrus)
y’all can shut your f-cking mouths instead of thinking life is grimness
i’m f-cking handing out these disses (hand them out)
maybe think twice before ending a relationship
if you gonna come running back asking me for forgiveness
you told me i got problems and i need to get over my sh-t
well turns out i already did by getting rid of you, b-tch (hahaha)
i’m sick of people criticising me when i’m just tryna make my family rich
man i just wanna see them show some signs of happiness (yeah)

(hook 1)
doing something with my life (yo yo)
don’t wanna spend it working for some rich sucker, yeah
doing something with my life
you wouldn’t know about that motherf-cker, ayy

(verse 2)
rapidly rolling riddles of riddim i rid ’em with the rhythm
up in they system like venom, i spread in every direction
going hard like an erection
yeah you guessed it
another second and you dead
when i run up in your section
you reflecting wack acts of wack raps
fake and plastic like trash bags
hear ’em f-cking clap when i spit a simple rap
just try to max that
i’m cold like kodiak
she l1cking on my gonads cause i’m the illest poet
yo, i flow it explosive, compulsive and pulsing i post it and you know it, yeah… uh
b-tch hol’ up
b-tch you know i’m back w-ssup
b-tch you know i switch it up
add is what i’ve got
i ain’t got no time for thots
i ain’t got no time for yah
they tell me i’m too morbid see
they want me to do it orderly
i just flow way too euphorically
my style arranged so polymorphically
most importantly i just don’t see/sea your porpoise/purpose g, ha
if you listen close you easily know
i don’t just boast
i’m elevating to new heights
matter fact, yeah
matter fact, yeah, i’m

(hook 2)
doing something with my life
don’t wanna spend it working for some rich sucker, yeah
doing something with my life
you wouldn’t know about that motherf-cker

(interlude)
sh-t… where was i again?…
ha, oh yeah… (ahem) yo

(verse 3)
i just got word that i got mentioned at a conference
down in canberra, the country capital in this b-tch (yo)
now tell me you work harder, yeah
tell me what you doing
tell me what you perusing
i tell you ain’t fluent
you name it i spew it
people say that i’m stupid
and the second i’m moving
the come back and laugh like “yeah man i knew it”
what the f-ck you want?
want me to say i forgive you? naw
i ascertained my confidence way before you came along
i levitate my lyrics onto another level of song
subliminally limitless, been through some sh-t
but i stayed on my feet
you know i ain’t about to quit
now b-tch rewind the beat, yo

(hook 3)
doing something with my life
elevating to new heights
above emcees and above they attic
that’s what i’m on like a drug addict
syllabic syllables, here’s a fun fact;
you wouldn’t know sh-t about that
motherf-cker

(verse 4)
i would be in a trance at just 13
putting on my em cd
sitting there reciting lyrics ‘til i f-cking fall asleep
that’s when i learnt to write my own
and i sit in my zone blocking out the bullsh-t
that has always made me feel alone
had some hoes blow up my phone
they complain that i ain’t shown
enough comp-ssion, f-ck that you ain’t give me mine hoe i’m gone
spit fire like pneumono-
ultramicroscopicsilico-
volcanoconiosis
work backbone like vertebrae, heard of me?
i’m the guy that says “f-ck what you say”, yeah
putting my d-ck in this game, i’m crazy insane
pacing back and forth, distorted reality
distracting me from those saying i should refrain from profanity
insanity is what that sounds like to me
this beat a murder scene, heard of me?
f-cking perfectly burying other rappers
they scared of me they threw dirt on me
now they fear and worship me

(outro)
whew, f-ck

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