Search results for 'Critic' Page #40

about your financials
I defy the laws of physics
Know I'm bout my business
Fuck all the critics
God body all the way down to my spirit
I defy the laws

Weevil The fetcher
but I got a mention to hold disappointments (yeah)
So I don't worry 'bout anything negative
I pay no mind to the critics like haah
I

hate, yeah I feel like the world vs. me
If I had a digit for every critic I'd be beyond infinity
Up like titans
No one like it
I'm not lyin'
Sell out

no saint
Judging my transgressions like critics with no ink
So its
Fuck all of that shit, been feeling so ratchet
I'm swerving through traffic,

hate to be a critic
I don't wanna see
another Nigga
Out really winning

You get that work
You got that work
You get that work
You got that work
You get

way back in
You will fail every time

You're my critic
Not my god
Your word is exhilarating
You can't hurt or scare me
So stop trying
It's irritating

so she call me Michael, she know that I'm thrillin
And I'm with it, I'm a star, give a fuck bout a critic, I'm a hero, she think I'm a villain
You know

a movie scene
I'm my own worst critic
Two thumbs down for the life I'm living
Always been a cynic
If love is a drug then I guess I quit it
Who am I kidding

This whole love to self
What a continual practice it is
The man in the mirror that's controlled by the critic
The man in the mirror that's just

the Elephant in the room

Elephant in the what?, Elephant in the room, Make way for the Elephant in the room, I see dem steady plotting
All these critics steady

it quits
But my critics on a mission to destroy all of my visions
Critic minds are way too common like the ramen in my kitchen
Lil shawty just be

can't rap but you stalking under my page
While I sit back stacking up stream plays
All my critics should look in the mirror
It's fogged up like their

and they swallow meat (Meat)
Take you out like the Apollo 3
Then take your bitch to Tahoe with me
Cadillacs, ain't in no civics
Fuck y'all everyone a critic

the artist is
A representative of his times, he ought to
Show the times as they really are
As a social critic
So, he makes the most weird
He paints Campbell's

Or making em shout my name because the circus is out
The clowns around, the curtains are down
The sound's surround, the critics are out
Oh look at the old man

is shit but just wait till I bring the heat
I'm murdering every single critic in my way
Little Are on this track
I've started this music shit and there

know why

I judge myself through the eyes of other people
I don't know
I'm my own biggest critic
I'm a rotten tomato
At times I hate the way I look

bullshit you must remain solid Never let a bitch come between you n yo main partna Never let the critics cause tension with the gang posse Cause when they

us
While you was running round mixing pounds with saw dust
I only have a minute first things first let's save the gimmicks
As I wave to all the critics

I'll get what's mine
(Alibi)
I drop the uzi I ain't commit no crime
(Arrhhhh)
I can still hear the hater critics
Critics
I wanna see them pray for

with critic and you stoop in the back
How you want me when you know that i’m that

Getting the stick so they selling my wreck
Cant get legit so they

Oh, yeah, mmm
Carry multiple drinks I should sign to Wayne
I feel back, had to switch my lane
The critics, the drama, the money and bitches
I

through limits, the passion to win it
To quiet the critics we run til we’re finished
No cynics yeah we about to get it, rocking over cities 

Yeah bring

Starks
Dunk from the Arch
Built an Arch for the Love of the Art
Even when critics try to tear it apart
Create, create, create
Elevate up to Mars
Forget