You Don't Like It (So What)

Jeannie Jeannie I hear them screamin', want me back, oh I thought you didn't believe in me, I was wack, oh You want the in between Fellini, white and black, umm Well I don't know I feel a way, about your ac-tions What can you offer me, apologies Security, amazing publicity Or cult-status obscurity Cause I do nothin' for the purity, the love Get the fuck on with that, this ain't nothin' but maturity Don't go get your white gloves to deal with it Grown ass woman who's no prone to fearin' shit Piss up in your snow cone jackass, so here's a tip Don't eat the Grae snow, go fix your face bro I swing my mace low, I don't mean mace, no Gogo Yubari that Crazy 88 flow No folks, your army brats made in a place so I'm really not afraid of them, I'm Project Mayhem I'm complex, based on abominable case study Based on phenomenon in space, buddy Take that, take that, Diddy In yo face, Eddie, turn the lights off, Teddy You are not a beautiful snowflake, Chuck When the goin' gets weird the weird turn pro, Hunt If we gonna use quotes then step your quote game up Hit the sample, Hit Girl, ok you cunts I'm like Judy Blume with uzi's You're like Jacques Costeau exploring in jacuzzis Oh wow you really got deep there Three feet, whoah what a fuckin' reach, yeah OMG can you even come back up for air ROFLMAO, no one really cares I'm at Waffle House, deep, picking Cher "Do You Believe" On the jukebox and dancin' on a chair My sleeves rolled up, I dont give a fuck fam I'm me so what, me Jeanius, damn Fire bad, rap good I'm the entire back row of the class Would you please stop trying to teach me I'm past it, advanced Regents smashed it Peed on it Kelly, Kelly, Regis, Justin, Kelly, Kelly, Zacked it You might not get it, rewind it, get active I spin spit different, hipster arachnid Specifically classics, but consider me average if I'm mentioned in public, cause you bound to be clowned For includin' me in your rap list of The top motherfuckas who ass kick Not that the statements not accurate Just that motherfuckas need to face the facts a bit Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper, nigga, handle it NY, west side in the 20's, Chelsea Handler shit Looooooord have mercy Yup, just wasted four bars there You dont like it, so what, I don't care I can afford to waste bars like it's healthcare In Amer- oh fuck it, I failed, yeah All hail the prevailin' queen of fuckery here Crown tilted to the side, finger fuckin' the air Upchuckin' a beer, and leg humpin' a stud Gun tucked in the rear pocket, duckin' the fuzz Wait, no, I don't carry no guns, double negative