Token - Doozy lyrics

Token [Benjamin Goldberg]

[Token - Doozy lyrics]

(Shyea) ahem, yeah
Ha ha ha, this shit is, it's just stupid
Look

When it comes to the way I
Act bro, got the backbone
Not the traps though
Fans know with the rap flows, got a crap-load
Ammo like I’m Castro when he had foes
That go like a gat go (Buh-dih dat, bo)
Ha ha ha (I don't know what you're saying)
This shit is so stupid
When it comes to the way I
Act bro, got the backbone
Not the traps though
Fans know, with the rap flows
Got a crap-load
Ammo like I’m Castro when he had foes
That go like a gat go (Buh-dih dat, bo)
Yeah, so, at my last show, in the back row
Bad hoes, tried to grab those like a lasso
That goal never has sold, ’cause I’m bashful
That’s no fucking fact though I’m an asshole
Ha, see, lil’ weirdo?
I don’t get what you’re trying to be
Lil’ weirdo (Ha ha)
Everything you send me I don’t read
Lil’ weirdo with the way I’m living I
Don’t need lil’ weirdos (No)
Oh, and you trying to be
Calling me lil’ weirdo?
Oh, you a mean lil’ weirdo
Need therapy, lil’ weirdo
I don’t really give a little mini shit
About any of these lil’ weirdos (Ow)
Rappers always walk up to me
In the show venue (yeah)
Ask me for a feature, I tell them, "Sir
No thank you" (No)
I should just be honest
I don’t mean to offend you
But you should probably get better
'fore I molest you
I got the flows and the patterns to make
A rapper lose control of his bladder
A soaking wet mattress with piss on
The sheet, do this religiously
Tell the pope and the pastor
And most of these rappers are jokes and I
Have to just hold in the laughter like
"What?" yeah, "What?" How the fuck
You suck that much?
Oh, I got a pretty fan waiting in the
Minivan, dumber than a brick and, man
I don’t really give a damn
She want me to give a damn follow on the
Instagram, baby, that’s a big
Demand for a little, little tramp
(Woah)
Now she calling me a prick again? Really
Man? Tell her, "Suck a dick
" like it wasn’t already in
Her plans in advance all the Jewish
Eighty-year-old women that my grandma be
(Grandma?) showin' all my music to is
Gon’ hear that profanity (Uh oh)
And think that I did it
Just to embarrass my family
Ugh, I’m sorry, yo, I’m awful, I know
Shabbat shalom
You can tell I got the Jewish awkward nose
What the fuck is up with that obnoxious bone?
Just look at the amount
That my nostrils hold
None of you motherfuckers are strong as those
(None) ha, I got a bodybuilder on my face!
(I am a bodybuilder) ha, step to me
I’ll smell you from miles away
Eureka! You reek of
Weak talent that needs practice and
Cheap fabric that needs fashion (Yup)
Extreme yappin' that needs action and
Mean braggin' that needs absence
You reek of sadness, I reek of
Savage, you reek of has-been, i wreak havoc
(Wooh) look, performing when the moon's out
Meetings during the daytime (Daytime)
I sat down with Genius
They sat down with one at the same time
(Same time) i broke down my lyrics
I’m the only one that can break mine
(Break mine) i broke down the barriers for a
Kid living a man’s life, damn right
(Damn motherfuckin' right)
Give me a couple of years and standby
I’ll transcribe every single one of
My thoughts into a franchise
At seventeen I told the label that I grew
Up listening to that I can’t sign
They don’t want me to
Sound underground, well
They don’t know I’m a landmine (Boom)
Blow up in they face, woah, hold up a minute
(Hold up) you said I said that I’m a
Fan, no the fuck I didn’t
No the fuck I didn't
You got shit to work on, before I can say it
You’re putting words in my mouth
Just ’cause nobody will ever put
Your words in their playlist
I spit a flow and everyone
Gets quiet out of amazement (Amazement)
You spit a flow they get
Quiet ’cause everyone hates it
(Fuckin' hate it)
You will never work in the booth with me
Don’t get frustrated
I barely do features ’cause I
Can only record butt naked, facts
So next time you ask for a feature
I’ll assume that you’re asking to see my ass
I’ll pass (Gay)
That is my best feature, by the way
I just taught the teacher how to
Learn and preacher how to pray
There’s levels to this shit
I jumped to get mine
I’m the ultimate, newer entrepreneur
You’re looking old and done with your life
(Huh?) you could fit a bucket of fries
A couple of knives
And oven supplies in the bags under your eyes
To be honest
I only really be going fast for everybody
That be telling me that it’s stupid (Go)
Because I don’t really want to do it
But I kind of want to do it only because
They really don’t want me to do it (True)
So I’ma do it, they tryna be biting me
But I don’t even think
That they can chew it, if you
Can do it, then motherfucker, prove it
I want to see it, I want to see it, I want to
Believe it, but you’re deceivin', I see
It, I see your secret, i see it
(yeah) i don’t really want to be the one
To leak it, fuck it, man
I kind of want to be the one to leak it
Every time that you’re copying
Someone or recycling yourself
I can tell you got no
Confidence that is needed (Wooh uh)
I’ll never say I’m fearin' ya when I
Put a divine fear in ya
You’ll always be my inferior
You fit the criteria, bitch
Ah, calm down, God damn it
I tend to lose my cool
When they call me hotheaded
Oh, did I break your equipment?
(Aw, I’m sorry)
Next time you threaten to sue me, just do it
I want someone to diss
I want someone to quit
Just because what I spit made
Them cry like a bitch (Bitch)
Tell the captains recruit me
I’ll take a passionate dookie on
Every rapper that knew me
Then I’m back to the studi'
Like "That was a doozy" goodbye

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