Yeah 'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like me Ah, ah, ah 'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like me Let me know when you're doing it quite like me Ah, ah, ah I'm convinced that they all in disguise Get surprised when they say they surprised They can't cope, so they rationalize I don't want my just capitalize If I wrote it, I actualize What you wrote is just actual lies I can't even feel bad for these guys I can't even feel bad, bad, bad 'Cause there's nobody doing it, quite like me Let me know when you're doing it, quite like me Tah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Champion of the avant-garde (You don't sing like that) (I trash the beat but you know that I snapped) (Snap the picture like I'm spinnin' my neck) (Came back to pieces, right now, I'm back, I'm back) Champion Uh, all again, pass on pass Uh, all of my scraps got scrapped And it's funny 'cause all my scraps on plaques You still in a bottle with my glass on tap, uh And I keep my leeches on leashes Took everything not to react, uh And I give 'em features on features On features, but none of them stack Tell me, tell me what level I'm at Tell me, tell me I'm not here to chat for a little Came back for a little recap Like three-two-one, it's simple, it's math Uh, uh Why is nobody doing this shit, quite like me? Ah, ah, ah 'Cause there's nobody doing this sh–, quite like me Ah, ah, ah Let me know when you're doing it, quite like me Tah, ah, ah Unimaginable pain and suffering Champion of the avant-garde I could get used to this