I tried hard from the beginnin,
|
Rap was my passion,
|
My gift was all packed in,
|
Started with rappin,
|
I knew I would be hated,
|
Couse I didn't have black skin,
|
But got a little buzz,
|
Now I'm a gathered attraction
|
|
Yes, I try hard,
|
Yes the struggle gets me,
|
No I don't hate my fans,
|
And Yes I'm kinda busy,
|
You'd never understand it,
|
I'm lovin all my fans,
|
But now you stickin out your hands,
|
Like I'm your boy and I'm your man.
|
|
And now I'm really pissed,
|
And I shouldn't be overstressin this,
|
But now I'm gettin' beef,
|
For not answering your messages,
|
I'm not that famous,
|
There's people with worst shit,
|
But still I got these other rappers beggin for verses.
|
|
And no, It's not cool,
|
I still like it if you want me,
|
But please, don't look at me,
|
As your song writing monkey,
|
Just please stop cryin,
|
Just get up off my belt,
|
Understand I Love your help,
|
But I got a life myself.
|
|
[Chorus: x2]
|
This rap game was just tookin as a chance,
|
I'm still lovin' my music,
|
I'm still lovin' my fans,
|
It's droppin now, I can't stop it now,
|
But whatever, you can call me Mr. Cocky now.
|
|
King Cash, D Dubble, Young Prince,
|
Goes the list,
|
Of the few little people,
|
That I really got pissed
|
I'm tryin to move B,
|
Stop tryin to view me,
|
You should be doin you,
|
Stop watching me do me.
|
|
I know you like the music,
|
But stay on your own grind.
|
Get your own advice,
|
What's so special about mine?
|
I'm just a normal kid,
|
Now this whole game's changin
|
Now I'm being viewed,
|
As a role-model for asians.
|
|
And now I really see,
|
That it's foolish that it's dealt.
|
It ain't about my fuckin race,
|
It's about the music itself.
|
They call me cocky couse,
|
I don't answer shit on MySpace,
|
But fuck it, I admit it,
|
Get the fuck out of my face
|
|
And now I see these little people wreckin my career,
|
With this stupid little bullshit,
|
That I don't wanna hear,
|
These people think I'm plannin it
|
Fuck it, you can't manage it
|
So jump into my shoes,
|
Let's see if your ass can handle it.
|
|
[Chorus 2x]
|
|
[D-Pryde:]
|
Yeah! You think it's a fuckin game?
|
Some stupid shit man.
|
It's over.
|
He's cocky shit,
|
Couse he doesnt answer my fuckin messages on MySpace,
|
And everything man,
|
It's MYspace!
|
Stop, stop throwin fits,
|
Over this little Myspace Message crap! I'm busy
|
I love my fans, regardless of everything,
|
I love my fuckin fans to death,
|
You put me on the map, and I love it!
|
But stop putting me in this tight position.
|
It gets me pissed off but,
|
I can ignore it like it's no problem, trust me.
|
And this whole "asian" thing
|
Like if I was another race,
|
You wouldn't even give a shit.
|
Now I'm an "asian-rapper"
|
I can't even be a normal rapper now.
|
But it's all right, you see,
|
I don't even give a fuck now so,
|
It's your, it's your problem.
|
King Cash, Young Prince, D-Dubble
|
The rest of you mother fuckers,
|
Can just, can just hate me.
|
I don't even give a shit anymore,
|
Couse' I'm just gonna be doin me,
|
But If you reconsider, I don't even give a shit
|
I'm cocky (suck my dick)
|
|
-----------------
|
Mr. Cocky
|
| D-Pryde |
