Being Me

Yo, that sounds so smooth It’s like I’m doing a joint with Chet Baker, nahmean Ha Chicka-chicka-1-2 I’m a music making man 'cause it’s a major influence But the truth is, I never played an instrument I tried to play guitar, but I was only 6 Only thing I remembered was how to hold the pick So it was always in me, the drive to making music Wanna know the appeal? There’s layers to it I’m modernizing shit from now a century ago I was youthful when I wrote this, but mentally I’m old Like I should’ve been born in the seventies It won’t change the fact that I perform with integrity Gang Starr and Tribe should’ve been my peers I would’ve fit better than most of the shit right here But I ain’t your average MC, the era don’t matter I’m not a big thug in the strip club doing sick drugs like those rappers Only purple drank I sip's an ube milkshake If you can’t be yourself, then you ain’t real made Hey, I can only be myself Aye, that’s something that won’t need your help So I’m just being me, myself and I Me, myself and I (Go and tell ‘em twice) Hey, I can only be myself Aye, that’s something that won’t need your help So I’m just being me, myself and I Me, myself and I ‘till the day I die Legal adult but I act like I’m still a kid Reading DC Comics and watching Godzilla flicks I wear loose clothes 'cause they feel good on me But I look like I’m too broke for Rook Coffee 'Cause I ain’t a basic Monmouth County white chick (Hey) I’m no comic, but I joke like this (Yay) I f*ck with the voices, bruh I got plenty My childhood was mostly Fluffy, Mark Hamill and Tom Kenny Chappelle’s Show to me is something I’ll forever quote F*ck therapy, I’ll watch a Netflix stand up special though I f*ck with rants from Bill Burr, you prolly could guess Grew up on Eddie Murphy, not just as Donkey from Shrek I’m just an avid fan, that’s what Karan’s for My jokes are too out there, plus people have gone soft I’m not here to seem evil, but I don’t please people I’m Rye G-therz, I’m only here to be me though Hey, I can only be myself Aye, that’s something that won’t need your help So I’m just being me, myself and I Me, myself and I (Go and tell ‘em twice) Hey, I can only be myself Aye, that’s something that won’t need your help So I’m just being me, myself and I Me, myself and I ‘till the day I die I’m from the suburbs of Holmdel, bitch I ain’t street But I still f*ck with Griselda and Dave East I don’t rap like them 'cause I’d be hell of a fake G Can’t brag about money, I ain’t wealthy as Jay-Z I’m super lyrical like Big Pun, Outkast like Andre and Big Boi Illmatic like Nas with a Filipino twist, hoy Creating content like Covfefe, and that’s conscious rap But I can still fit with a Kendrick, Cole, or Common track I was born after Big L, 2Pac and Biggie passed And I still their play their albums, plus their shit be phat I do this for the passion but I still need to get these stacks Never on the streets, but I respect the hustle Nipsey had To me, super groups like Slaughterhouse kill with the best rhymes And I learned my flows and weirdness from Eminem and Tech N9ne Got the seven chakras like Ces Cru, my Roots trace to my Black Thought Ain’t nothing to f*ck with like Wu-Tang, I salute y’all with my hat off Goddamn, hehe I was really name dropping like the Game, huh Shit But Imma close out like how 50 Cent would say my name G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G, G-therz