[Intro] Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please! I guess I'm doing this one by myself If you can't just be good with being by yourself How you gonna be good pairing up with somebody else? Love your damn self first
[Verse 1] I was the only child 'til I was 13 Rather be lonely while dealin' with Earthlings Still I am reclusive with drug and liquor abuses Having a solitary time was never the worst thing (What we doing?) Dedicating time to the craft (Yeah), levitatin' lines in the lab Never hesitatin', rhymes hit the pad, when they resonate, N9ne get the bag Then I medicate, the mind is the first thing (Woo!) Yes, I live in my encephalon, I don't need all the rest of 'em To stress the one blessing 'em, they're what you insert a speculum Open it and hope you don't choke on something is gross in it Jokin' this vocalist was by himself when he wrote this shit I survive livin' in my mind, that line is for the people servin' time Kickin' it wit' myself, created N9ne over time That's why I'm one of the best at rippin' rhymes (Nina)
[Chorus] Kick it with myself, kick it with myself, by myself I don't need no help, I don't need no help, no one else Kick it with myself, kick it with myself, by myself I don't need no help, I don't need no help, no one else
[Verse 2] I done made millions (millions) livin' in the clouds When I'm out within a crowd I am still one I go to a sacred place like a pilgrim In the mind, I'm on an island like Wilson! People see me drift away When the brain is workin' I never hear all the shit ya say Why they pissed today 'cause whatever they say to me ricochet They don't dig the way that I laugh after a big delay I don't need a shrink, I need a sedative I just need a drink to be repetitive Lotta people think I need some etiquette In payin' attention, I get 'em red a bit And that'll get you nothing but cussin' at somebody breaded bitch Sick and twisted I can kick it, we're just lickin', spliff get lifted Some say I'm a misfit by the way that I'm drifted But this gets the business, chips, bitches I'm gifted
[Chorus] Kick it with myself, kick it with myself, by myself I don't need no help, I don't need no help, no one else Kick it with myself, kick it with myself, by myself I don't need no help, I don't need no help, no one else
[Verse 3] Leave me by myself, watch what I'ma do It won't be sittin' around watchin' Donahue All I need is liquor and some ganja to continue to twirl top of the world like Obama do And I might need a triple X video In case wanna see her playin' with her kitty though I know the ladies can't relate, you don't need nobody to bait Lotta pretty hoes do it in my city, yoooo Why am I alone? 'Cause people started rushin' me the day after I grabbed a microphone Incognito, drinkin' my Pátron You say you can't handle this, then you should probably play the xylophone With me and my music, nothing could limit me Just leave me in a baller suite with all the amenities One is full throttle saloon 'shine from Tennessee And don't forget the lemon, the Sprite and gallon of HennessyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
