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letra de say what ya want - kj-52

[verse 1]
“first off, tell me, what’s your name, dude? who are you?”
“man, i’m you; i’m kj-five-number-two, man”
“what? how can that be, man? you ain’t me, man
i’m five-two, what are you? kj-five-three, man?” (“nah, ha!”)
“nah, see, i’m the rapper that you used to be
before you sold out and started rappin’ so pathetically”
“i came from the past to battle!” (“battle me?”)
“yeah, that’s right, you forget what means to be an emcee”
“oh… oh, i get it, ’cause i’m popular now
and i got a dove award i forgot the underground?” (“yup”)
“you think i forgot how to throw it down
and i can’t hold my own, that’s what you’re sayin’ to me now? (“yup, yup”)
“yeah, that’s right and what i’m sayin’ is
you’re a biter, you write your songs for youth group kids, and
“‘dear slim”‘s a gimmick, everybody’s knowin’ this”
“oh, you think so?” (“yeah, i do”) “we can find out about this”

[chorus]
you can say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
[verse 2]
“first of all, fools like you get devoured
you ain’t wack, you like wack to the seventh power
i’ma go ahead, expose all your gimmicks
and leave you blown out like a tire with a hole in it
you don’t get it, battlin’ me- that’s risky
your last cd was wack, but it made a nice frisbee
you can’t be expect now, not to get exposed (“oh, okay”)
when your style’s such a copy, i could pick it up at kinkos” (“okay, oh-“)
yo, huh, how you gonna run up in the place
when your eyebrows look like they exploded off your face? (“what?”)
knowin’ you rock the pair of same socks for three days
dude is so white, he probably bleeds mayonnaise” (“that’s just- oh, come on, man”)
“i’m sorry, don’t get all mad
’cause your t–th look like you just brushed ’em with a brillo pad” (“my t–th don’t look like that”)
“don’t be sad, that’s not what i mean
i mean, it smells like an animal went and died between your t–th” (“oh, oh, oh, oh”)
but-

[chorus]
you can say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want
[verse 3]
yo
“dyde, i’m all up in your atmosphere
and i’m blowing out your mind like stickin’ dynamite in your ear” (“wow, whatever…”)
“yeah, don’t even try to step
when the rhymes are so tight, you could use them for spandex” (“la-la-la, la-la!”)
you should know when to quit
’cause i ain’t feelin’ you, like i chopped off my fingertips (“yeah, yeah”)
you see, i ain’t even bluffin'” (“sounds right…”)
i could take you without sayin’- (“okay, yo, yo”)
“how you gonna get all up on it
when your forehead’s so big, i could write my next song on it? “(“my forehead ain’t that big”)
“i didn’t mean it, dog-gone it
i meant the junk is so big, i could pull out a paintbrush and draw on it” (“oh, oh, alright, alright”)
don’t be looking at me strange
when your hair’s so greasy i think it needs an oil change (“my hair ain’t that greasy”)
fo sheezy, i’m the real five-two
welcome to the city of wackness, population: only you

[chorus]
you can say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
say what you want, yep
but i really don’t care, i really don’t care
[verse 4]
yo
you gon’ have to shut your mouth
so you can finally see what the kj’s all about
yeah, no doubt, i’ll be the first to admit it
that since i started, nowadays, i rap a lot different
but c’mon, man, you got to be kidding
i can’t stay the exact same way, now be realistic
music evolves, that’s being artistic
there’s just one thing that stays consistent:
it’s just jesus in every single lyric
hopefully that’s apparent, i care less if you feel it
label what i do as nothing more than gimmicks
in fact, label me a sellout, in fact, i agree with it
sold out to christ, sold out my life
plus, i sold out the show i did last night
and if i sold out to doing god’s plan
and that makes me a sellout, that’s what i am then

- kj 52

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