Lyrics:
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Can't take criticism but the first to criticize
You lack consistency because your life consist of lies
Your massive ego run a muck that you mistook
a price of fame
By their reckless eyeballing, I can sense their strength
I can smell their stench
Rain-drenched overcoats with money clinched
Criticism was
she proud of me 'cause y'all listen
Followin', cop the tickets
Made it here 'cause I don't care about destructive criticism
Disingenuous compliments,
and flock to the pigeons
Only been fake when I lie to the fools
Share my tools with the famo
Hico ya know the jamo
I hear ya criticisms I don't need em
Wide
the right flow
The abilities of a maestro
Moon walk on my haters like I'm Michael
Criticism is a light blow
You can be Goliath
But I'ma fight though
In
killed
It's kill or be killed
Go on criticise, tell me why.
Tell me why a fetishism formed on
Hate and criticism is classed as
Opinion. It's become
life is too
so tell me why should I care
what you want me to do
I know mistakes will be made
but thats life at the end of the day
to the criticism I
fight fair, they just cut up
Ima be right here, I’m under cover
Pardon the cynicism, all of my criticism
I was curious ‘til I seen cats kill
And I
to please and speak
With tempting people.
Does it worth to live a second life
With tips and criticism?
For a thousand friends
With no time for you
Looks
you don't like this song
This is creativity, criticism don't get to me
Eventually I'll make history, every song I drop
I enhance my possibility, in this
a feature there, besides that, what did he do?
And why does this cat don't get the type of criticism that Diddy do?
Huh, y'all see what all this corny rap
or the time, to sit an listen to you whine
I’m from the bottom mud and grime look at us now we doing fine (doing fine)
Criticism I can take, but you can tell
everything that you see
What do you want from me?
I can't take recidivism
So hit me with some criticism
Look at a rainbow through a prism
All you see is
lady's home)
Point that finger at me
You're no fucking saint
Deep down, you're worthless
Your criticism has no means
Don't scratch at my surface
Constant competition and criticism between friends
we'll bite and fight with our might until we win in the end
I've got one up one you you've got one
a grown man
I think back when I had to struggle
These foolish people tried to hold me down oh oh oh oh oh
But I never listen to
Criticism fool you keep
Why can't you face reality
Society ignores?
Unconstructive criticism
Shutting open doors
This is no morbid curiosity
Why don't you listen?
Why are you
shut the show, fine show stoppin'
Replace real friends with workin' hard
Take criticism like the word of God
I don't know if I need Jesus
Or just one
you, you, you, you
Every little thing always seems to be about you
Exercise your criticism then get mad when I'm through
You think your traumas
another criticism
Come with me
Don't listen to me
Lay down before me
Don’t stare at me anymore
little shit
And if she got a sweet tooth, I'm pouring honey on my-, uh
Fuck the criticism, master of the rhymery and lyricism
It's fuckin' disgusting
a trait with criticism
When I talk like this it's like hypnotism
Forget this roadman ting, I've seen a prison
From the inside out and yeah, I was burnt,
like you, yeah oh oh
I can see it now the world is changing people
Hiding faces behind screens
Throwing criticisms, you don't need all that
Just
face?
Come back with mind erased, this dark from my heart is hate
Saturate our spirits with some criticism against the blazes of sage
I thank god
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