Whatcha Need

Hate me all you want, this a motherfucking set-up/ Cruise through denial like I'm riding on Sonesta/ This some matrix-level shit and you the beta testers/ Try and match my flame, you just left scraping the embers/ I wanna be the star that unites the wayward shepherds/ And rekindle the flame to see the return of these jaded elders/ Munch on corny rappers like my last name is Lecter/ I'm not about to call you out but I'm the paper shredder/ So remember the day when I stand there and face my betters/ And tell 'em I'mma top 'em, but it's only made on guesswork/ But fuck it, I got more to worry about than chasing cheddar/ I gotta keep on grinding, wanna be more than a faded specter/ I got what you need, Self Made Heroes, what are we/ More than meets the eye, we're Transformers on the scene/ To understand some of these rhymes, you'll need a glossary/ Because I see this as expression not just hatching dollar schemes/ Haters shooting off at the mouth, I dodge that shit - Keanu Reeves/ Get these fans infected, we gon' need a quarantine/ Midas touched bars, and Zeus blessed flow, dropping these/ Got these haters squinting like I'm, talking Chinese/ I keep this pent up, then blow the hell up when I hit the scene/ Grab my mask and some Jack and fuck the stage up forcibly/ Think I'm not fit to hold a mic like it's a horrid deed?/ Well I can rock a fucking crowd, you wanna see?/