(interpolates lyrics from "Shit on Tu" by Alex Dionisio)
[Verse 1] Two-tone, that’s my makeup, not mascara, but my races You should be painting That pen was some bullshit, so I picked up a paintbrush I always think this will flub but it doesn’t I work up a hurricane but it was blustering Earmuffs then AirPods and mic is plugged in
[Chorus] Everybody, make me sad, make me mad Make me every emotion in the book I only make me what I am They can hate me ‘cause I am
Everybody, make me sad, make me mad Make me every emotion in the book I only make me what I am They can hate me ‘cause I am
[Verse 2] I told you everything is good You didn’t get it File’s corrupt, lies and such No feelings there If there were, they’d flee from there But as you can still see, they’re being there still Yeah, so
[Chorus] Everybody, make me sad, make me mad Make me every emotion in the book I only make me what I am They can hate me ‘cause I am
Everybody, make me sad, make me mad I only make me what I am You can hate me ‘cause I am
[Verse 3] I’ma go off the fly, off the top and freestyle I shit in your hap And I shit in your hat and cap I hope you like your Happy Meal with a smile There’s certain rules to this shit Not really Then just do what you’re feeling Your brain’s never not interfering And I just realized I rap with an accent ‘cause I wanna rap like the black men What the hell is that? Why do British people sound American when they’re blaring things in the entertainment business? Can you answer that? Can you answer that with a fact, jack? Do you like to snack on a flapjack? I’m just playing wit’cha Okay, back
[Chorus] Everybody, make me sad, make me mad Make me every emotion in the book I only make me what I am They can hate me simply because I am
Everybody, make me sad, make me mad Make me every emotion in the book I only make me what I am And they can hate me because I am
