X - Gibberfiddle lyrics

[Verse 1:] Conscious subconscious I gotta stop dreaming Not every single line has to stuffed with meaning I'm all the more creative when starts leaning Introverted psychopath Feel Quixote's mighty wrath It's really just some simple math He needs another bubblebath Hug your kids more... Alright Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! on that Q tip But i just wanna write like Q-Tip Could I ever write like Chano If i went to Chi' and i channeled Learn my sk**s like Joey Bad If I chop my words like i'm really mad Or maybe i could rhyme like Danny Brown If change my voice and she goes down But i just want to rap like Spencer No time here for a censor Weaving in and out like a fencer But I still don't have a real answer Shabbat! Look jam This is who I am In no way was this sh** supposed to fit inside my plan Was supposed to go to Wheaton Graduate we eating Major as a journalist But now I rap so merciless The tracks in the sand is that Nike or Adidas Stomach's all full from commercials that they feed us Please don't forget the big wigs that they need us I'm living in a place where we turn cash into Rita's Rita's Rita's uggh Princeton motherf**er that's my third hometown But I'm proud of my city little kid hold it down Man that name holds weight so Ill keep the brow high Big U intellect here so I'll make you ask why Like Why does the right wing toss the whites first in the cycle? And why can't do it like Gates instead of Michael? And why are all these rappers eco friendly and recycle? And why do all these kids turn these rappers into idols? 'Tasia can't read. And the contract's inescapable Sixteen and a half do you think I'm really capable Giving good advice is a bond that's so unbreakable So I can make a song that's bumping solo unmistakable To jam