Explain Myself Lyrics - The Growing Process - Dizzy Wright

All I hear is ladi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dada 

Ain't gotta explain myself to no nigga, I don't have to change 

Who the fuck I am, dawg, hell nah, that just ain't me 

Don't worry 'bout the moves I make, we can really take it there if we have to 

All I hear is ladi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dada 

They calling me the fly guy general, everything is memorable 

Marijuana keep me at my pinnacle 

Look, lucky me, I got two nougies that's identical 

Me stayin' away from all the nicotine and chemicals 

Look, I hit my west coast 1-2, cause lyrics do what guns do 

Niggas doing what they want to, like this is what it's come to? 

Come and witness lives you see me saving 

DDT, you break your neck before I break my concentration 

Mention the best, motherfuckers better come correct (right!) 

Respected on the West, no doubt I'm here to finesse (right!) 

Got problems? Hit me direct or get hit with the kill switch 

And see, Dizzy go 0 to 100 real quick 

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Look, Z to the third, I prefer to observe 

Been on the sideline for a minute, now I'm 'bout to emerge 

Separated myself from losers tryna take what I earn 

Put my faith in this music knowing nothing's easy deserved, I got racks baby 

You haven't noticed, I've been working on these tracks lately 

Stacking this album just in case these niggas act crazy 

I got my eyes wide open, putting this plan in motion, plotting how when I'm smoking 

Forget about it, your vision's clouded and the truth is shrouded 

And bullshit, so, all that gossip, we can do without it 

I'm SwizZzlefish, who wants to skinny dip and take a swim? 

The water's warm, I promise, darling, take that off and jump on in, yeah 

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I'm spitting the illest autobiography, could body your arteries 

Name a motherfucker hard as me 

I outta be mentioned with the Greek mythology gods 

I beat and body the odds, his feet is by the garage 

His head inside a duffel bag that's in back of my Dodge 

Mr. Benton, ho, I refuse to be pigeon, ho, with these imbeciles 

A space ace that's been on, bitch, I been gone 

I finger these hoes till I get carpal tunnel syndrome 

I rap like I don't wanna go back in that basement 

Cook up murder material, get blood on my apron 

You don't want no problems, what the brass knuckle done 

I'm a bully, I don't care to watch these fags guzzle cum 

Gat with the bracket that the strap buckle on 

Dr. Lecter in this bitch with that black muzzle on 

(Fuck the industry! Chip on my shoulder, bitch, remember me?) 

I'm 'bout to murder all my enemies, Hail Mary! 

Sorry if I come off conceited 

I'm dropping killer bars till you niggas all deleted 

This lil' microphone, I'm known to eat it 

The moment that I succeeded 

It was hard to keep the bitches off my penis 

Can you believe it? 

I been perceived this, a motherfucking omen 

Rap Trojan, Hulk Hogan, patrollin' 

I ain't here to take no shit from no man 

Got a problem with you, I'mma say it, bitch, you know it 

I'm Conan, I stroll in 

Looking like a monster when I go in 

Standing up against me, you got no chance 

Tryna play the game without a token, you niggas gotta be joking 

This is the reason my niggas the dopest, we on it