Not Like You

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc] Woooo Back at it again some of the psycho-schematic Mixed with the attic insane Like back ripping and flag shipping the game Giving a fucc about the fame We've got it inside of our veins right Keep flexing but one question remains How in the fucc are you gonna survive When the a bullet inside of ya brain huh We ain't killing you we have you restrained How you gon' rattle the cage When the rap game Alice inChains hah They hate us now because we clocking some revenue Standing over the chef And we looking at shit to add pepper to Yeah we know that it threatens you And we kind of expect it to Who gon' keep on respecting you With these woodpeckers checcing you huh Overstepping you might slip in the stains Ain't tripping we just steppin' on brains You can try to copy the toof But it just won't be the same We laughing at every little attempt You making to try to maintain haa [Hook] I'm not like you guys (and I'm never gonna be that) I'm not like you I'm not like you I'm not like you guys (and I'm never gonna be that) I'm not like you I'm not like you Dark and scary Paranoia Dark Dark and scare par- paranoia [Verse 2: Choirboy] Haha Mind playing tricks Bumping 3 - 6 Just some Geto Boys Whipping in an old school 6 Lil different with a twist Might roll through quick Sipping on my bitch Cold Colt four fifth Just no those risk So don't trip Gonna make a cracker jacker see a bozo flip Though not scared that kids so sick Just look at them kicks watch the dreads go whip hah Y'all undercover fam Lost boy drop you like a soul Kiefer Sutherland What I look like coming dressed as another man Brother man other than the mother and other man Raised me crazy 80s baby wavy Hard work never been lazy Say you don't fit the mold Can't clone that might be too cold But brother just know that.... [Hook] [Verse 3: Ouija] You talking to a cracka that was born with fangs (Swag Toof) I was born with fangs In the desert where the muddafuckin' vultures hang And the hundred degree weather that'll scorch your brain Where the tortured souls Absorb the pain And report to the Frank Oceans for novocaine Vegas is the city where I come from so run away Vegas is the city where I come from so run away Cause the what the fucc were you gonna say Super soaker bout to motion ya homies guns we Spray See us in them hearses and you tucking ya thugs away Cold arms of death bout to give you a hug today Blocc where the fiends taking you all the way Mister drug dealer just a dealer they drug away So keep shooting them mugs at me standing in the street with cops pointing they guns at me [Verse 4: Choirboy] Not like you - don't wanna be Never ever was never ever ever gonna be Put a chain - put a whip - put a gun on me Funny thing isn't that what you wanted G Wanna see couple changes in the system Land of the free starting to feel like a prison Pussy dead broke and I'm looking for some vengeance Bought big business could be your children huh Did I get your attention fam Van Damme always been a little fuckin' different man Never owned a single pair of jay's in my life Its ok im alright Fuck ya gucci in my hoopty being real witcha Slap a a sucka muddafucka out his hilfiger Talking shit then we got something that will deal with ya Rather pour a 40 on your grave than drink a beer with ya I'm.I'm.I'm Not Like You