Lyrics:
Who Do You Think You Are Kidding

raps to sell his records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let

you've heard it For the fifty-second time You should be ready to say goodbye Tired and you're dead and dreamin' Baby who on earth do you think you're kidding

I just have hyper-tension I have the type of mental state you couldn't comprehend Unusually stupid of you for you to think I'm your friend I usually do what I do

's ass.""You think I won't, huh? You think I'm kidding? You think I'm-""Do it! Do it Fucker! Bring me the gun, I'll fuckin' do it for ya!"BOOM!"Hello?

go spend it Living the good life, hope nobody ends it But who are you kidding? Ay who are you lying to? You know if they want you best believe they will find you

suspended in space Crying out to you Beckons you to yet another fine place Where the trials of life are few Don?t think you?re living long Who says you are

the orphanage Of course this is same kid coughing off the nics What you see something different All I keeps different is my woman, no kids so a nigga chilling Stay peeling, what are you kidding

my high beams on can you see me can you see me get your visine on y'all just do not fit the picture turn your wide screen on if you thinking i'm gonna

books you've read next to your bed, the words all roll in your mouth Even if you could say just what you meant do you think you could work it out? She