King Iso, C-Mob - Attack Of The Clones lyrics

Don't look at me bitch

Though I paid the price and struggle, never discount with my mother did
Stuck close to my brother, never wanted to be like other kids
Some couldn't identify, can tell by the way their mother lived
So I'll address the self - awareness wasn't taught that's what it is Then [_] got in this bag
Now they mad that they were left over, quit touching shit
The all trim me something like that never had one, maybe looking like my son's and shit
They said I wouldn't make it, now the camera taking everything and do the copy cat and run with it
Put the murder weapon to the mouth like a cold so go cold warp they bumped their lips
I was it but they clown my steeze (it's what it is)
In the world wasn't found like me (it was a Sith)
Now wanna come around 'cause I run the underground like Pac, now they sound like me (what is this?)
When the rocket has the style like me (cut my shit)
They be tryna dress now like me (but I switched)
Gettin' tatted up wild like me (what a bitch)
Even tryna rock a crowd like me (suck a dick)
Effort is when they hate, soon try to emulate when they say to you do other shit
But I told to innovate anyways, it's going down young Jack on the London Bridge
In this world I illustrate give them this issue and get it this mag'll Trump a bitch
And my bitches so bash she on punishment


And your bitch when be on, that's funny shit

Mama said just be yourself that's why I'm stacking alone
Felt like flesh back in that cell 'cause I was bad to the bone
Told them all that I would make it, they all laughed like I'm wrong
They bite my style to shut me off, feels like attack of the clones
Mama said just be yourself that's why I'm stacking alone
Felt like flesh back in that cell 'cause I was bad to the bone
Told them all that I would make it, they all laughed like I'm wrong
They bite my style to shut me off, feels like attack of the clones

Why do these cats wanna copy knowin' they sloppy, wack and unknown
Ever since Iso how many claim king but they're still lacking a throne
They're unoriginal, no work ethic, can't think of Jack on their own
Every time I turn around I'm gonna get bit like I'm in Dracula's home
What am I Jango Fett? I ain't gon' fret
People try to bite but they're no threat
They'll stupid hate when they don't know how to duplicate
Then I up my game, no sweat, yep
Bigger than a game show check
They lack flavor like a plain croquette
How many ways to strangle necks
One of them get show dame so wet
Damn they mimic me and they gimmicky
Can we limit these Stan's affinity before my brother is losing
It what do we do to get up at the anonymity
'Cause I'ma have an episode two
Send a message and I better go through
C-Mob and Iso really a psycho duo and you know they drive the whole crew
Bitch, I am the devil in dickies
The only one, I'm a heretic
How does it feel to be the great value brand with your generic shit?
You see the support I get so you deceitfully bite my positivity
Fuck you and your eye delivery
I mob deliberately

Mama said just be yourself that's why I'm stacking alone
Felt like flesh back in that cell 'cause I was bad to the bone
Told them all that I would make it, they all laughed like I'm wrong
They bite my style to shut me off, feels like attack of the clones
Mama said just be yourself that's why I'm stacking alone
Felt like flesh back in that cell 'cause I was bad to the bone
Told them all that I would make it, they all laughed like I'm wrong
They bite my style to shut me off, feels like attack of the clones

All you copycat bitches too lame
All you copycat bitches too lame
All you copycat bitches too lame
All you copycat bitches too
Don't look at me bitch