Lyrics I Think I Do - Greaseball

Scratch my name off a headstone, quit playing me Redbone
Oh, how I hate these trends and my friends don't know
That I loathe hearing Kendrick's name in the headphones
Damn, I'm not hating, I'm just soft
I'm so sensitive and off
I'm so jealous, I'm so peckish, I'm just waiting to go
Got my name in the game, now I do shows
Yeah, they came but you paid for the crew,
So you think that the game is for you, but
It came with a noose
Put your face to the boot like I'm Daniel LaRusso
I'm the man with the plate, with his hand on the brake
Let me just crash through the gates of the land of the fake
I decide my fate, I think I do

I think I do
I think I
I think I
I think I do

Well I'm back from the coffin
With a strap in my lap
And a cat for the office
And a passive abortion
For any wack rapper who's never laid a track
But he wants it
Put it back in the store, kid
You don't want it bad like the man from before did
You can kick a rap on the porch
You don't have to record it
I'ma just have to ignore it
Damn
Cuz I rap for the poor kids
And the bastards and orphans
Though it really doesn't happen that often
When I see a rapper that lacks the performance
I have to destroy him
I've seen hate, in you snakes
You don't speak no truth
I feel great
Do I control my fate? I think I do

I think I do
I think I do
I think I do
I think I do