Quite Like Me

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Sebby Collins

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2022

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Nothing sounds quite like me
You try to steal my beat
But you really need to breathe
I see how you feel underneath
Try to keep it away but I seem
To always just slay for no reason
I’ve been dominating the charts
You’ve been serenading your heart
And you know just what I mean when I say I win a lot
I have just reached number one
And I’ve turned you to a pun
And every fucking day you still don’t say that I have now won
You still have this vision where you’re in at number one
You feel like dissing? Well then, listen - you’re skill is none
I’m the king of rap and you can never take my crown
You can think the gap is small but you never take me down
Everyday another ho, another motherfucker
Challenges me to a rap battle but I just don’t want to
Cause their skill is so low that I’d just write one line
Then suddenly their self-doubt stops them from rapping grime
Then I push them off the stage and only I have the limelight
My eyes are nearly blinded from the spotlight, it shines bright
I squint, for a bit, until my eyes have stopped burning
I spit, I feel lit, I keep roasting them like sick burn, bitch
If anybody does that shit they know I’m coming for them
And that’s why people get scared every time they approach my door, huh
Yeah, things are really starting to heat up
Vanilla Ice has to leave, he can’t keep up
He wants to keep, his life in a speaker
So he can repeat, Ice Ice Baby within reason
Listen up, y’all hoes, y’all about to get stoned
From me my fans want a lot
Like I’m some kind of a god
Who ain’t afraid to get shot
But who’s approaching me with a glock?
Nobody, that’s cause nobody even has the guts
No shot in, I score before their strategy works
Where you getting your food from? I can’t provide it, I’m like lightning
Cause I STRIKE! (Echo STRIKE, strike)
My enemies down, they riding a trike
It’d be better for them to stay riding a bike
Yeah, my verses long like Eminem’s are
But he’d probably shove that comparison up my arse
Cause my rapping is slower, I have a different style
And on the count of three, I’ll find I’m in the wild
I think my fans are fighting for my tickets
There ain’t many cause I didn’t think I was this big, innit
But one thing I do know is that I am from Britain
No patriotism from me, no, I do the real shit
And just so you’re aware in the moment, I know there are a few Stans out there
So just think for a moment, ‘bout how busy life is right now, yeah?
I’m spitting these bars like I’m a Martian
From Mars, but it’s hard to justify action shit
You may think I’m not human, and you’re right
Because I’m cuter than Utah, got more scars than a four star
I don’t need that, cause I’m high, I’m on crack
Your bitch has a fat back, so you know Imma put my thing in that
You seriously don’t get what I’m saying, do you
Wait - I’m not saying this shit, anyway, I’m rapping, woohoo
If I’m about to explode then I’m about to blow
Take another photo and get on my motorhome
Cause you are not a ho, no, but I won’t show a ho, no
Going out on the low, disguised, is the hardest part of having foes, deny
You are worrying about what I’m doing here
When your health is the problem of me drooling here
Now take a fucking look at me and say that I am not bad
Well, you can’t because you know that I’m a psychopath
A very antisocial person that I am, too
You don’t wanna be alone with me, you’d die very soon
I have a mountain to climb, so please don’t waste my time
And while we’re all alive, let’s celebrate our lives
Me and my mates are high, they want me to rap, why?
And this will be the final line, it wasn’t absolutely shite

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