Whatever I Like-Chris Webby/Jon Connor

"Whatever I Like" (feat. Jon Connor) Webby back up in this bitch, running at the fucking lip Proud to be American? Huh, yo f**k the government The president ain't doing shit And everybody knows, a fucking country is controlled by corporations, CEO's Tell me how they locking people up for 20 bags of 'dro The people making laws the biggest criminals on the globe Feeling is different now that I'm old enough to see right through the media And search to find the truth through all the b******t that they feeding us Kids today are learning what they know from Wikipedia And take whatever pills the fucking doctor says you need in ya Generation RX, now I'm fucking dependent On attention medications cause I've been on em since I was seven Now we need Adderall to wake up, an Ambien to sleep Vicodin to ease the pain and steroids if you're feeling weak And everybody on the street is on their phones like they don't give a damn So I light up a doobie and exhale, blowin smoke up in the sky While I'm looking at chemtrails With grimy politicians and twisted Mayan predictions I'm like f**k it, let me just enjoy my time while I'm living The s**t is got me saying I don't give a f**k if you don't like me You'll never find another m**********r like me Somebody stepping to the kid is unlikely, so bite me I do whatever I like, with these words that I write Soon as I pick up a mic, I do whatever I like Bitch I do whatever I like I'm so fly my attitude has take me to a cruising altitude Of a view that will show you how a falcon moves I got no rules I'm not prohibited or limited Excuse me if I'm offending you, suck my dick my people is feelin it Feminine feelings about my opinions just let me know that I'll be scarier Free style equal free speech; I thought this was America America, home of the free, land of the brave I'm at home on the stage, I f**k your head up Like trying to run a comb through the braids A dog in the rap game and still ain't got no bone thrown in my cage A fucking immature juvenile, only thing wrong is my age And you won't sit you'll see sick like the boat rocking on waves And honestly I gotta be a paranoid Cause I watch my iPhone but I feel like my iPhone is watching me I'm in a whirl-wind, I wonder where the world went Cause that m**********r can help you find me faster than my girl can And this world is fucking up, this world is fucking us Technology fucked us up, and Siri you're a fucking slut The way this world turning is beyond me Between the economy, astrology, and bath salt zombies, I'm like