I Ain't Like the Rest of 'Em

[Intro - Valley Girl]

Hey, you look really familiar

Do you know who you look like?

Oh wait, oh my god, do you know who you sound

Oh my god I can't believe this, do you know who you act like?

(Wait a minute)

[Hook]

I, I, I ain't like the Rest of 'em (x4)

Huh ah, I ain't givin you much (x4)

[Verse 1 - Theophilus]

Now I'm smoother than the guy on the zero line

Been doing my thoing and now it's time to give me mine

Attention, it's Thelonious baby

See they leave you alone, they know that you crazy

Now listen, I'm what the games been missing

Champ with the Mic like Pippen

Heh heh, heh heh

Lately ain't no competition

And I was thinking this while fishing, get 'em

Attention, you know that it's on baby

You feeling the song, then ring the alarm baby

I'm cool and collected you know that I'm calm baby

Don't fuck with me I warn baby it's on daily

Now I be playing games with the fiddler

You could get twisted like a twizzler

Look up in the mirroror, tell me do you see thing clearerer

All black looking like Viscera

He Huh huh

[Hook]

I, I, I ain't like the Rest of 'em (x4)

Huh ah, I ain't givin you much (x4)

[Verse 2 - Mickey]

Now I'm the focus of discussion for the past month

My swag's up, like a museum you can't touch

This, I ain't a MC with a hammer

But I'll turn this mother out from New York to Alabama

(And I)

Let them know that I'm a hot problem

Why you think everybody's blogging?

You better log on, my buzz off the internet

I got SK's and a text, different kits every set

And for the last time I am not a hipster

I'm more of a mixture of a blister, and mister

Perfect, my verses you'll worship like scriptures

Plus I get merchy, I probably fucked your sisters

So if I put gold kicks on in the pictures

Don't mean that I won't hit you, with the

FutureSounds to make you cry me a river

'Til it's a Timberlake and you're a swimmer

Nikkaaaaa

[Hook]

I, I, I ain't like the Rest of 'em (x4)

Huh ah, I ain't givin you much (x4)

[Verse 3 - Theophilus]

Theophilus is here, this shit right here

Mickey is right here, this is our year

Do you see that glare this shit ain't fair

This shit right here? This shit right here

Saint is right there, Steve is right here

You close your eyes, I'm your nightmare

I just don't care, music you hear

Y'all got me mad, this is severe

[Verse 4 - Mickey]

Before you say shit to me

Go check my history

I used to rap about mad violence and misery

Never shot a gun, so I had an epiphany

Gotta kick what I feel is real to me, listen B

Now who invited you to get smashed up

Oil prices is high, but nobody told you to get gassed up

I understand that you want to man up

But give an assist to God, this is something you should've passed up

[Hook]

I, I, I ain't like the Rest of 'em (x4)

Huh ah, I ain't givin you much (x4)