[Intro: Khary]
I know... heh
This is mutiny
I know... heh
This is mutiny, yeah
[Verse 1: Khary]
I need you to know that I ain't worried 'bout these niggas
They ain't gotta fuck with me, I'll just keep fuckin' they sisters
Got in one fight in my life, I don't even know who won
But I learned very quick, what's a fist to a gun?
What's a gun to a thought? Ideas never die
I'm a wavy-ass nigga, blame the moon in the sky
Tides rise, and tsunamis are in tune with gods
I am Zeus with a trident, no, Poseidon with a rod
I like my gods fake 'cause people are too
All talk the same shit, what a bunch of R2's
D2's, all I got is these nuts for these fools
And a pretty big dick if her titties D's too, awe, man!
I might have to put in for a gram
Higher than a Kamikaze pilot in Japan
Never bought weed in my life, but there's a first for everything
Like, I swore she had a man, but have you seen her wedding ring?
M.I.A.; missing in action, sorry, Mrs. Jackson
I don't got time to chill, I'm not a fridge magnet
I call mutiny on this ship, make you a missing captain
I just leave these saltine niggas in the kitchen cabinet
This not is not an episode of Malcolm In The Middle
This is Khary on top with a little-ass fiddle
If you make your own lane, you ain't gotta follow who driving you
My nigga told me, "You gotta be faster when they bitin' you" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Khary]
This is mutiny, uh (Yeah)
Would you save my soul? Would you save my soul? Hey (Save my soul)
This is mutiny, uh
Had to gain control, had to gain control from you (Had to gain control)
This is mutiny, hey (What are your intentions-intentions?)
Would you save my soul? would you save my soul? Hey (Would you save it?)
This is mutiny, uh (What are your intentions-intentions?)
Had to gain control, had to gain control, from you (Had to gain control)
[Verse 2: Khary]
I don't need the gas to go, I just need the cash to flow
I don't give a fuck about the racket, like I'm McEnroe
Talk all you want, if you think you're more than average joe
You must be nuts, and I'm crushing all pistachios
Di, di, di, da, di, di, di, ai, di, da, di, day
If she got ten-thousand followers, she's prob'ly not the bae
'Cause the ass look full, but the brain be hollow
Put 'booking' in her bio, 'cause she swear that she a model, awe, man
Where we going? What is human nature
If we're out of tune with birds in this Twitter nation?
I just try to keep it lit, avoid the litigation
Thirsty bitches all up on my glass, like some condensation
Fuck your conversation, we don't even need to speak
Goofy Daffy Duck-type niggas, don't even need a beak
Talking how "We gon' do this", and, "We gon' do that"
Nigga, I did that shit last week, where was you at?
Two birds with one stone, if nine lives what you got
Eighteen bullets, I'll probably kill two cats
Wouldn't get the point if your bare foot was on two jacks
Any lap you run, I've already done two laps
"Who that's nigga with the yellow coat?"
Got y'all pissed off, like yellow snow
Put my heart in this shit, like a stethoscope
Competition in the water, I just hope y'all float, say
[Interlude: Khary's Mom & Khary's Dad]
"Uh, this is your mom- I just needed to talk to you
And give my- critique of your most recent song
And then also, wonder where the pictures are you gonna send me
From your photoshoot, and I need that today
Bye-bye, call me" *hangs up*
*beep* "Hey, Khary, just calling to say happy birthday
You enjoyed your day?
Talk to you soon, love you- [?]-"
[Outro: Khary]
Now two (Two) step (Step), two (Two) steps (Steps)
Say, "Fuck these niggas!" Say, "Fuck these niggas!"
Now two (Two) step (Step), two (Two) steps (Steps)
Say, "Fuck these niggas!" Say, "Fuck these niggas!"
Now two (Two) step (Step), two (Two) steps (Steps)
Say, "Fuck these niggas!" Say, "Fuck these niggas!"
Now two (Two) step (Step), two (Two) steps (Steps)
Say, "Fuck these niggas!" Yeah, fuck these niggas, uh
