Rumors - Cryptic Wisdom, Whitney Peyton, The Jokerr

What?

The Jokerr?

Man, he’s garbage!

Yo, yo, you probably heard I’m a nerd

You probably heard that I talk more shit 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 ass

While I sit around doing jack shit

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 fuck

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 shit clear

I work my ass off, even to get here

I bought my own house by saving up cash

And working at a bullshit ass 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 bitch!

I paid dues, now I’m cashing my chips in

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

Fuck 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 shit, same shit

Rumors, got nothing but rumors

Y-y-y-y-you probably assume that I fuck 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 fuck 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 shit

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

I bet you heard I’m a bitch

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

Bet 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) Please eat dicks, Fuck your couch, I’m a stuck up prick

In a fucked up town.

Want to spread that round?

Cut that out

You don’t know shit 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 ass clothes at the same time

Rapping in a cheap ass mic

Tell me, how’s that work for you?

Should we all bow down now and adore you?

Well, maybe if you spread some bullshit around

Everyone will hate me and support you

Right, that’s logic stop it

I work hard, spit hot shit constant

Bitch, 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, shit outta hear

We ain’t got no time for foolish drama

Yo, hahaha, it’s so funny

Cause the same people, spreading all this bullshit

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?

Fuck it!