No Matter Rap

CHORUS I see you doing your thing, I’m doing mine too So I could be Baje, and you could be you And we could just rock, no matter what they say Do you call it hip hop? It don’t matter to me Baje One on the micros Little something for the hyper-hypos Type rhymes, no type of typos Slip past with a burst of nitro Not so much Fast and Furious More like Midnight Club, the nerd is just Way too strong inside me like Kuato Coming out now, where’s your poncho So strange, it’s raining raincoats All day he’s painting rainbows Too busy changing fate for saving face with fakes and lame-o’s Ha, let the haters hate Let 'em watch them stars till they fade away I won’t be online for the great debate I’m in a tan minivan going state to state like... Better catch your breath And Ziploc bag it, if it’s that fresh Nowadays when rappers rap, I need acting class to act impressed So throw your hands up to the stars If they think they know who you are They don’t, they don’t Come with us? They won’t CHORUS Now how many times do I got to say this? Won’t stop till we top the playlist More likely the top of the waitlist But don’t front like it’s not contagious It is, achoo, this is Snafu And J. Howells Werthman on the track And look closely, we on the map and Right there by Prospect Park That’s where we stop and start Kicking frees while Snafu pushes me inside a shopping cart True story, might've had a couple things to drink, stuff to smoke Stay Embedded, Juxtaposed And inspected, up to code So shake it like the night before Christmas It’s just litmus, the awesome tester Mike sound nice like Salt-N-Pepa Ahh, push it, ah ah, that record And if I was famous, I’d be living exactly how I’m living now CHORUS Are you ever hanging out, and somebody will say “Well, what you thinking 'bout?” And you tell them straight And when they hear what is going on inside Well that’s when they say “You are out of your mind”