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As I Em

Asher Roth

Asleep in the Bread Aisle [Clean]

2009

on defense defendin' my own name
Explainin' we're not the same
Not much that I can say, except I'm sick of it
Critics out only sparked up a flame, it's

before I came a star nigga
I'm a street nigga born with the trap nigga
And my ex bitch became a critic now she dead nigga

Hit a hoe and I got ice spoilt

weeds to grow
And if you ever get that far everyone's a critic of your every move
I used to find time to be defined by the public eye
Fuck it, I rose

this change, that is what they'll say
You'll be a victim of competition, you'll be an addict of recognition
Be no critic if you wanna live, don't be

both shows
Computer, cigarettes, photograph, pens and pencils
Pop-craving critics curving
A doctor tried to cure me of these shells
I stopped seeing him

Born a Monkey in the Year of the Snake

Rye Coalition

On Top

2002

of this?
Did we turn you off? did we rub you the wrong way?

so glad you wrote us off, so glad you had the last say
Three cheers for Mr. critic!
Now,

T.M.I.

The Bacon Brothers

Getting There

1999

My day was gray I said O.K.
The critic said
This music was a nice surprise
The critic said I did not expect to like these guys
And he said clever

What Do You Want From Me

Forever the Sickest Kids

The Weekend: Friday

2009

But they pretend to be part of my social scenery
And hey maybe I'm a critic, a cynic
Or am I jaded? or am I afraid of it?
'Cause it's draggin' me

The Times They Are A-Changin'

Bob Dylan

Masterpieces

1998

and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin

I hear you didn't like my show
Well that's alright
A critic's views are not all you know
well that's alright

It makes me money
It makes me money
It

If I never play before a throng
That camps out for tickets
All night long
I don't mind
And if the critics
Criticize every line I write
And the money

won't let you control anymore
Stuff your ass with your tie imbitsil neuter whore 

 You've got a problem, I am new critic
Fuck your police, your back door

But I'm chilling, haven't hit my limit
Ima give it, everything I'm giving
Until every critic gotta listen
Getting bigger In the music business
Records

Emerging through pressure
I gotta go get it
Got dreams of the wraith
But i listen to critics
Now that we here and we on one accord
My life been

full of critics (Full of critics)
Oh life is hard we play our parts by holding onto threads (To threads)
Not satisfied by who we are, fixing dents like

animosity right? 
But listen I aint even stressing nothing man it's cool man

Look the critics and the blogs that's gon talk
Do they thing, don't know what

me 3 years I'll be flexing dripping audumars
Outa space rhymes wrote this shit I was on the stars
Rapping the Allis when rappers diss me It's a critic

The road blinds a white man
We don't want to walk on the pavement

Paint on your canvas,
see the colours blow the critics moan
Paint on your canvas,

a minute
Then I've got a minute
If this has been a play
Then I've been a critic

If there's nothing at all
Then let's just forget it
If this has been a play

though
Battling critics and myself know what I mean, woah
Got your attention about now it’s time to Glean now
So here we go
Walk into my talent show
Broken

Run it over ima pull up in my whip yea
I don't care about you or your bitch yea
Im the boss of my own I do everything alone
Fuck the critics fuck

the glass.

I don’t want to care about your politics
Cuz I don’t want to be involved in your war.
I don’t care what you say, you critics.
My only critic is my

the person who I am
Not who I could be
I'm my own toughest critic
It's time I admit it
And try to practice what I preach
I just wanna be happy being me

And if

to working my wrist got to whipping
Now every song I put out finger lickin'
Shout out to my critics, hol' on
If I rock a cross then Jesus gon' be missing
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