Artist: MXC Song: Speak For Yourself Beat: Original Beat Typed By: MXC I used to hear shit about gang affiliation nowadays the asians step and try to start a conversation sayin wassup dawg my name be whatever got prelude in the lot with intake, turbo, and headers i say yo, i drive a toyota corolla don't care about you, your fuckin name, or lawn mower cuz you stupid, thinkin i'm the same as you just cuz i'm asian i bet that's why you think i'm racin too fuck the fad and hype i follow no one shit i write straight out of my emotions, cuz i'm keepin' it real what kinda emcee writes to appeal to his fellow yellows hello? get the message that i impose? spittin' more emmissions than factories spendin' like you dining at applebees wasting money is it the clique you roll with or is it the songs you love to bump that makes you think like a muthafuckin' lump of stone chorus: speak for yourself ya'll ain't representing me cuz i don't do the shit you do or breathe the air you breathe speak for yourself ya'll ain't representing me even if you walk or talk a talk like me how can one complain about impartial races in the states we segregate ourselves from all the other people's faces between the lines we still create our own small ethnic ladder get sadder when people think that five letters will make it better explain to me your P-R-I-D-E i'm happy that you've found it, but kid what's that got to do with me you fluant it like you fuckin' want it to be known in every place you go you say you got the pride in you but words don't show the case pride is only shown with modesty a mockery of the meaning's been inflamed into something like stupidity an enemy of character dense minded head inheritor pride went from good down to bad from the instant ya hated on other races self proclaim you are the best claimin false shit to block the truth from your head we ain't the best not even close to be and that's truth it's one thing to say and another to do chorus skit stomp on rappers like god's property apostrophe s goes after my catasrophe cuz it owns you like master embellish me like pastors jeopardize the mic i be like alex with the answer emcee on the track rhymin' cat in the hat said you waitin' 'round the corner with your baseball bat i'll take you to sam's liquor and show you real niggas that pull triggers to make the triple figures from druggies you claim bullshit battle me with your clique i'm thick headed arrogant cuz i arrange rhymes with the elagance you couldn't beat me even if i stitched my lips together my presence is like joe you'll start to studder don't represent my city or stereotype my race personal not general cuz you can't speak in my place a toast to those else who speak for theyself cuz i'll speak for myself for as long as my health chorus