Lyrics
I do me and I do it well
You couldn't replicate one living cell in my body
Just my fucking self, I'm not sorry
I will never be another carbon copy
You can hear me, I'm off on my own individual style
Why would I wanna be like any other name in the book?
Just think and par
I'm on a next thing, I cannot be labelled, placed in a box like Jack
You try and count me out, I'll come back like 369 in full text mash
Anytime I walk the line, the shoes I've worn are mine and that's fact
And will be till I'm set free, don't be, then be a next breed
Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker, ain't no MC
Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot, I'm a next breed
Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man, if you get me
I'm not this, I'm not that, what I am is a next breed
Devs, Jme, better than most
It's got to the point when I say normal things and I feel like a boast
Still got the champagne bottle from when
Man copped the yard and we done a toast
Yeah, man will pop that again but over your head if you do the most
Bubbly drip, not talking 'bout clothes
Straight from the rip since Tales from the Crypt
Man knew Devs spits like shells from a clip since Shut Ya Mouth
You can tell I'm the shit, 15 years giving them hell, bare hits
I'm a next breed lyric illustrator, microphone incinerator
How does it feel to be Devs or me?
You need to get goat stimulator, serious
Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker, ain't no MC
Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot, I'm a next breed
Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man, if you get me
I'm not this, I'm not that, what I am is a next breed
Cut from a different cloth, I'm the dog's bollocks, I'm a next breed
Take out you and another 25 MCs in a row and say next please
I'm back and I'm active, strapped to the madness
Chat shit, sky an MC then my hat did
Violate me, that don't really add up
You might end up with your life subtracted
For the loss of a dying breed
I am he, I am free, I ain't them