KJ-52 LYRICS - Say What You Want

"Say What You Want"



First off tell me what's your name dude who are you

Man I'm you I'm KJ Five Number 2 man

How can that be man you aint me man

I'm 52 what are you KJ Five Three man?

Nah see I'm the rapper that yo u used to be

Before you sold out and started rapping so pathetically

I came from the past to battle me?

That's right because you forget what means to be an emcee

Oh I get it cause I'm popular now

And I got a dove award I forgot the underground

You think I forgot how to throw it down

And I can't hold my own that's what your saying to me now?

Yeah that's right and what I'm saying is

You're a biter you write your songs for youth group kids

Dear slim a gimmick everybody's knowing this

Oh you think so we can find out about this



You can say what you want yep

But I really don't care I really don't care



First of all fools like you get devoured

You aint wack you like wack to the 7th power

I'm a go ahead and expose all ya gimmicks

And leave ya blown out like a tire with a hole in it

You don't' get it battling 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

When your style's such a copy I could pick it up at Kinkos

How you gonna run up in the place

When your eyebrows look like they exploded off your face

Knowing your rock the pair of same socks for 3 days

Dude is so white he probably bleeds mayonnaise

I'm sorry don't get all mad

Cause your teeth look like you just brush em with a brillo pad

Don't be sad that's not what I mean

I mean it smells like an animal went and died between ya teeth but..



I'm all up in your atmosphere

and I'm blowing out your mind like sticking dynamite in your ear

Yeah don't even try to step

When the rhymes are so tight you could use them for spandex

you should know when to quit

cause I aint feeling you like I chopped off my fingertips

see I aint even bluffing

I could take you without saying....

how you gonna get all up on it

When your forehead so big I could write my next song on it

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

Don't be looking at me strange

When your hair is so greasy I think it needs an oil change

Fo sheezy I'm the real 52

Welcome to the city of wackness population only you



You gonna have to shut your mouth

So you can finally see what the kj is all about

Yeah no doubt I'll be the first to admit it

That since I started now a days I rap a lot different

But c'mon man you got to be kidding

I cant stay the exact same way now be realistic

Music evolves that's being artistic

There's just one thing that stays consistent

Its just Jesus first in every single lyric

Hopefully that's apparent I care less if ya feel it

Label what I do as nothing more than gimmicks

In fact label me a sell out 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 sell out that's what I am then