Lyrics E You (Remaster) - Self Provoked

Won′t ever be compared I'm greater
Hated like an LA resident who doesn′t like the Lakers
And who to pay for it?
I get shit for free
Like a thief in a mall, I'm going on a mad spree
So call a taxi
Yell out follow him quick
Cause at the pace I'm goin′ I′m so to blow quick
Now the bitches on my dick
Now the people wanna talk
Wanna have myself a cup of coffee and roam around the mall
But why? To window shop
Come on, yo I ain't ballin′
After they hear that, they're probably all going to stop callin me
To the way I don′t respond
No I won't write you song
Hear the stories in your song
How you never got along
Ok, on to the next
Here to infest
All over your nest
So either you′re stressed
Or tryna contest
Is gunna bleed your ass to death
How about for the remainder of the time
I explain the reasons why
I see no future in these lies
(So scoot aside)