Rumors (feat. Whiteout, The Jokerr & Cryptic Wisdom)

Rumors (feat. Whiteout, The Jokerr & Cryptic Wisdom) - Whitney Peyton/Cryptic Wisdom/The Jokerr/Whiteout

What The Jokerr

Man he's garbage

Yo yo you probably heard I'm a nerd

You probably heard that I talk more sh*t than a mouth full of turds

Living in my grandma's house in the burbs

On a World of Warcraft account and emerge

Only when I gotta go and get a little more cash

I have my rich mom bail out my poor a**

While I sit around doing jack sh*t

And having everything given to me free as a goddamn bird

They probably said I was a spoiled little punk

I avoid any conflict like a damn monk

And I hideout in my studio and talk junk

If I ever had a fight I couldn't even throw a punch

The problem is I got my panties in a bunch

Cause I was shopping my demo when nobody gave a f**k

So I started dissing rappers and wanted to act up

Cause they're all where I wanna be and got what I want

Yo well let me set sh*t clear

I work my a** off even to get here

I bought my own house by saving up cash

And working at a b******t a** job for six years

I built my own studio up from the ground

And reinvested my property improve on the sound

And built the credit I needed to by the damn microphone

I'm explaining myself all while I'm smashing the queers

Ten more years and I ain't slowing down

The J to the O you know I been around

Even if you tryna hate even if you wanna clown

You ain't taking away the fact that I'm stardom bound b**ch

I paid dues now I'm cashing my chips in

The self-made man and I'm back with a vengeance

F**k whatever rumor that you happen to mention

It doesn't even matter cause I got your attention ha ha ha

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors

Y-y-y-y-you probably assume that I f**k my fans

Cause they wanna reach out and touch my hand

What can I say so you understand

You're luck just ran out shut up man

I've been running a muck but I've been coming up man

So to sum it up something like the new jump man

I'm the new front man no I don't front man

You don't wanna stand in my way when I come land

Behind my back you say I'm stuck up

But when I come around you shut the f**k up

I guess you must think I'm arrogant

But please remind me why I should care again

In my mind I try to compare them sometimes

I find I miss scaring them so they start hating on something they don't know

Won't say it to your face don't know won't know

Someone I know used to call me a rich kid

He was just jealous of the way I did business

Why can't I finish a sentence without you thinking I said that

And I did this

I can remain an optimistic

That maybe some day you'll stop this sh*t

You are not going to get my attention

Cause you're not worth enough to mention

I've learned my lesson and you should too

These rumors are not a good look for you

Sooner or later they're looking at you for the answers

Go on and give them the truth

Do you feel stupid yet

I bet you do you come to my show won't let you through

Cause there ain't no room for nonsense

Yeah you will lose I promise

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors

I bet you heard I'm a b**ch

Cause I didn't tweet back now you're sitting there pissed

Cause you heard that I'm rich

Trust fund baby everything I want I get

And just cause I'm a chick you assume that I get down with

Every dude you see me with and you keep insisting that

I have a ghost writer cause it's kinda far fetched that I be this sick

Easy diss f**k your couch I'm a stuck up prick

In a f**ked up town

Want to spread that round

Cut that out

You don't know sh*t so shut your mouth

Truth is I barely do this pay bills at the same time my landlords

A nuisance thinking I got dough to blow you're so clueless

How can I be rich when you steal my music

And I spend my Friday nights at home all alone

With a beat and I write and you keep showing off

All your fancy a** clothes at the same time

Rapping in a cheap a** mic

Tell me how's that work for you

Should we all bow down now and adore you

Well maybe if you spread some b******t around

Everyone will hate me and support you

Right that's logic stop it

I work hard spend hot sh*t constant

B**ch I've earned everything that I have

So I ain't got time for no bucaca I'm a freaking monster

You can run and tell your mama

Get that he said she said sh*t outta hear

We ain't got no time for foolish drama

Yo hahaha it's so funny

Cause the same people spreading all this b******t

Are the same ones stalking our Facebook pages

Ha you can't leave us alone can you

I mean if I suck so much

Then why you like me so much

F**k it

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors

It's amazing to me how the same people be

On the same dick saying the same sh*t same sh*t

Rumors got nothing but rumors