Crypt - Bad Habit lyrics

I'm back at it like a bad habit
I smoke rappers I'm a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes I'm that savage
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage

Look, say what you want
You punks think I give a fuck? (NOPE)
You take one look at this gut
And think I automatically suck cause I'm
Nice but no rapper tight but no Mathers
I could spit rhymes, so damn fly
But it won't matter
I don't go buy those designer lines
I make my dimes from my 9-5
Is that why you don't like
My rhymes I supply
You might be full of salt like iodized
I'm tired of this and I'm tired of that
It's a different day but the same ole' crap
People bitchin' bout how fast I can rap
But they don't listen so they
Act like it's wack
They think I do nothing but
Blurt words that I've heard
Slurred in a hurry
But I get Wilder with my hooks
And hit you with the punchline, with my Fury
(WOOH) you don't really wanna get into
It with a motherfucker
That is undiscovered I got nothing to lose
All you ignorant bitches that wanna
Get up in my skin ain't doing nothing but
Reigniting my motherfuckin fuse
You just mad that I can rap better than you
In a flannel, Levi jeans, and red wing boots

He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage

Just cause we made a song together
Don't mean that you're safe (Nope)
Cause I've been taken advantage of by a
Man that I once called great (Hey, hey hey)
I did nothing but show him respect
But to him I was just another check
But he done lied to my face why did it take
Another fuckin guy to make
My eyes open wide to the fake what a shame
What a lame what a pussy
What a waste what a flake
What a fake what a rookie get the fuck away
I understand that you're not use to being on
A song with all them great lines
But next time you don't believe in it I
Better not hear it through the grape vine
I'm a YouTube rapper fuckin' it up
Better than most on the main stream
My managers are my fans, and they deserve
A tramp award the way they play me
You can make fun of that, but in fact
I run it like a running back
Take the skill that you have
And I double that
Making moves like I'm toting a gunny sack
Put you in the ground and
Nobody will ever discover that
I love when these rappers think
I'll freeze on the track
But I melt that shit with flames
Cause I'm fresh like double stack
They think they can rap my shit
But they realize it's too hard
You'd think it's 1975 the
Way I'm killing Jaws

He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage

I learned to drive careful on
This road called life
Cause people will switch lanes without
A signal in sight
Don't ever talk cheese with rats
Never break bread with birds
Never make moves with snakes
Cause that's how shit gets stirred
Haters will broadcast your failures but
Will whisper your success
And make fun of you because you like
To look normal when you dress
Yes it's true
I don't match the rest of these rap dudes
But I can still get on tracks
And go nuts like cashews
Now you wanna tell me what to
Do all of a sudden
But you ain't nothing but an average
Joe so don't butt in
Sometimes I feel like giving
Up on making songs
But then I remember there's a lot
Of fuckin' people to prove wrong
And there's a lot of serpents lurking
In the game that I know
But they don't hiss
They call you family or they call you bro
They do whatever they want and
Will lie to your face
But no matter how much a snake sheds
It's skin it's still a snake

He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage