Is this what you wanted?
I do it different
I do it different (yeah)
I do it different (woah)
This is my mission
I do it different (yeah)
I do it different
I do it different (yeah)
I do it different
When the beat drop go stupid
This another level final boss type music
Only met a few I a feud I can duel with
And if you ain't you, but you fueling the movement
Eight bars double looped just do it
Got 'em wound up til they wound up wounded
Now they loud huh, 'till they wound up muted
You let a rap god spit wound up drooling
Wait a minute
All the birds tweet 'till they get clay pigeoned
Go against me, that's some real atheism
I was made in God's image so I give the same given
Oh lord, I can feel the snake in 'em
And we both human, but it ain't the same is it?
You are my sons, so that make it so different
My parental right is to whip 'em, get it
Copy copy, rock 'em to the body
Pull the plug and prop 'em in the lobby
Ain't a God, but ain't a god can stop me
Probability of death is obvious
But I don't give a fuck
We all have to die someday, so what?
Me I'm gonna die on my own two feet
I'll be ten toes down when you're ten toes up
Woah woah, flow so smooth, it's butter
Thor right here, I'm lord of the thumpers
808 hit a fourth door like thunder
808 make a bitch pause, buffer
Adam on the mic, but it ain't no jumper
Told the frog leap, but there ain't no jumpers
You got a bad bitch, well my dame go dumber
She came from my rib so it ain't no wonder
Came from my ribs so the chick got sauce
Balls so big couldn't fit in my drawers
Why you think I walk with a Four Leaf Clover
It's all luck if you get to see what I've got
No forgiving you, for forbidden fruit
Try to run in my home, four four to your roof
We can war in the streets, we can war in the booth
But I'm keen to your schemes, endure and improve
And don't give a single fuck about awards, or the ruse
Or the rules, or the jewels, I just war for the crew
'Cause there ain't another human that can do what I do
I done brought it from the genesis to moving ITunes
You in my arc, every single hit a typhoon
And in my arc, every single minute high noon
Wanna leave when the bell ring you in my school trick
Better sit on that stool bitch!
Knocked down and discouraged we up
Take arms for the things that we love
They say that I couldn't keep up
Keep up, keep up, oh it's fine by me
You run when it start to heat up
All talk 'till I go to piece up
My mind going stuck in reruns
Reruns, reruns, oh it's fine by me
Wait, wait, wait
Put me on prime time
I'mma clutch it, I'm not with the hive mind
I'm who does it, I'm first in the byline
Number one and I'm doing a sky dive
On who doesn't respect, you run for the check
But you running from me when I run in to check
You run without looking, there's nothing to check
'Cause a run in with me is a run in with death
I'll run in your scene and then dump on the set
'Cause when Adam gets even, no atom is left
And when Adam gets Eve, then we adding the rest
'Cause if Adam gets beaten, you battling them