Dutch Masta - Who Am I? lyrics
[Dutch Masta - Who Am I? lyrics]
You know, a lot of people out there think
I'm doing this for the money
To be famous, to prove something
Truth is there is no real reason I do this
Because music is all I know
Hip hop just so happened to be
The path that I chose
Whether or not the right people recognize my
Talent is all up to me
My grind determination and constant drive to
Be better at my craft
Is what seperates me from the boys to the men
From the rappers to the artists
It's what makes me, me and who am I?
My name is Du du du du Dutch Masta
Better watch out cuz my flow
Is mo mo more faster
Fair weather rappers I have come to attack ya
Take one look at my stature I'm
Finna bring forth the rapture
Got a pet velociraptor thats
My level of swagger
Home boy went to school to be my pilot
Must be one hell of a rapper
Come through the trap and we trap ya
Hang you by ya toes from the celing
There's no way this white boy raps no faster
These haters kill me
You can hate all fucking day because later
On ya girl screaming my name
Dutch Masta! (who?) Dutch Masta (yeah)
But, I'm climbing up the game
To claim my fame
Trying not to fall but these lames
Keep yanking on my chain
Time to attack before these
Boys start shootin me
Even legends shoot feel threatened off
What I'm doing B
Because mi famiglia not to violent
But won't hesitate to kill ya to spill blood
To fill up your gut with slugs
No we won't show no love
And mercy for the weak
So listen up when I speak
Or retreat and accept defeat
When Dutchy pen hit's paper
It's finna be something major
Scribble lyrics from my paper
Write in pen that's no eraser
Flipping the script always changing it up
So strap in ya seats because
I'm driving the bus
Been thinking about her she
Been thinking about us
She showing crew love
Yes I'm talking about your girl
Call her Ms Becky cuz her
Head gamemake my toes curl
My foes hurl make them dizzy
When my flow twirls
Circus Circus carousel tongue merry go
Round my endless bars
And I'll serve you just right adios
Motherfucker take flight take a hike
Stay the fuck who the fuck what the
Fuck why the fuck get the fuck
Way the fuck away from me it's
Plain to see like A-Z
Like one plus 2 is always 3 just
Don't act to fresh with me
Or all you'll see is that 3 x 3
Bang bang who dat? who der? not me
Not dapped in versace No Fear So
Cal is who dress me
Snapback flannel aviays I conduct
The swagger train
All white G Shock that shit cray
Supras nikes and adidas
RIP Jam Master Jay all day I
Dream about beating beats up
So I freak the freak out of this beat
Feel the bass rumbling in your chest and feet
Every week I eat these beats to remind
You that I'm still fucking hungry
Underground or mainstream message
Not partly cloudy
Got me on my level but I'm not smoking hyrdo
The devel writes my lyrics
I call it inspirablo
I'm doing this for the money
To be famous, to prove something
Truth is there is no real reason I do this
Because music is all I know
Hip hop just so happened to be
The path that I chose
Whether or not the right people recognize my
Talent is all up to me
My grind determination and constant drive to
Be better at my craft
Is what seperates me from the boys to the men
From the rappers to the artists
It's what makes me, me and who am I?
My name is Du du du du Dutch Masta
Better watch out cuz my flow
Is mo mo more faster
Fair weather rappers I have come to attack ya
Take one look at my stature I'm
Finna bring forth the rapture
Got a pet velociraptor thats
My level of swagger
Home boy went to school to be my pilot
Must be one hell of a rapper
Come through the trap and we trap ya
Hang you by ya toes from the celing
There's no way this white boy raps no faster
These haters kill me
You can hate all fucking day because later
On ya girl screaming my name
Dutch Masta! (who?) Dutch Masta (yeah)
But, I'm climbing up the game
To claim my fame
Trying not to fall but these lames
Keep yanking on my chain
Time to attack before these
Boys start shootin me
Even legends shoot feel threatened off
What I'm doing B
Because mi famiglia not to violent
But won't hesitate to kill ya to spill blood
To fill up your gut with slugs
No we won't show no love
And mercy for the weak
So listen up when I speak
Or retreat and accept defeat
When Dutchy pen hit's paper
It's finna be something major
Scribble lyrics from my paper
Write in pen that's no eraser
Flipping the script always changing it up
So strap in ya seats because
I'm driving the bus
Been thinking about her she
Been thinking about us
She showing crew love
Yes I'm talking about your girl
Call her Ms Becky cuz her
Head gamemake my toes curl
My foes hurl make them dizzy
When my flow twirls
Circus Circus carousel tongue merry go
Round my endless bars
And I'll serve you just right adios
Motherfucker take flight take a hike
Stay the fuck who the fuck what the
Fuck why the fuck get the fuck
Way the fuck away from me it's
Plain to see like A-Z
Like one plus 2 is always 3 just
Don't act to fresh with me
Or all you'll see is that 3 x 3
Bang bang who dat? who der? not me
Not dapped in versace No Fear So
Cal is who dress me
Snapback flannel aviays I conduct
The swagger train
All white G Shock that shit cray
Supras nikes and adidas
RIP Jam Master Jay all day I
Dream about beating beats up
So I freak the freak out of this beat
Feel the bass rumbling in your chest and feet
Every week I eat these beats to remind
You that I'm still fucking hungry
Underground or mainstream message
Not partly cloudy
Got me on my level but I'm not smoking hyrdo
The devel writes my lyrics
I call it inspirablo