AND WHAT?

Guess who's back, I'm in your dimension Chewin on the mic, to relieve some tension Where you from, what you doin, what's your shoe size? I feed you three wings, when you said you wanted two thighs People sayin, your rhymes are so cold T I jump across themes, from feet to poultry Juxtaposed, is a way to describe me I look like a postman, deliver an MC Knockin at your door, postcode lottery Ring your bell, you know who it's gotta be T-Bone, with a mouth full of whipped cream Comin at you, like a lyrical wet dream Walk inside, got shit on your lino Drunk on the beat, like a hip-hop wino Fall on the deck, can't come back from this Sort us out, show me where the bathroom is Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Got no choice, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want Check it out, I put salt in my coffee Saturday night, and I'm goin down the offy On my bike, but it's only got two gears All up hill, for the sake of a few beers Ridin home, sound like Darth Vader To the couch, to play Tomb Raider Gettin told, T live your life YOLO Wankin so much, that they call me Hand Solo Shinin bright, I'm in a fuckin Star War Jumpin upstairs, cos I'm learnin fuckin parkour Credit card swipe, slap you with a stink palm Blowin up mics, cos I'm spittin napalm Crotchless gruds, air to the ball sack Chantin twat, like Bombay did a duck quack Fartin freely, in a Zoom meetin Feels good as hell, like Lizzo Be Eatin Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Got no choice, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want A new day, top of the mornin Twelve hour sleep, but I can't stop yawnin Stare in the mirror, bare affirmations I can't be arsed, with shit conversations If you are, a bad little bell smoke You're gettin had off, by a chubby middle aged bloke I'm takin the piss, I couldn't give two fucks Auto-correct, means I'm givin you two ducks Manchester, a city based paradise T-Bone, his flow is soundin real nice No beef, I'm cuttin up a jack fruit Goin fuckin Ferrell, and playin a jazz flute Anchorman, T's back in the hot seat Chuck you in a pond, with your feet set in concrete Bit harsh, there ain't no defendin it In your kite, from the start to the end of it Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Got no choice, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Listen up, I d-do what I want Do what I want, do what I want Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want