Lyrics of Elitist

Bs (a. Whiteman)

pochette album Elitist
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There is only one - you're looking at him...

E if for the excellence that i exude!
L is for the love i get in the room!
I is for me - i heart myself!
T is for those titties baby - bust 'em out!
I is for icon - because i'm great
S is for smart - that ya ain't...
T is for tops - i'm number one!
I'm an elitist! i'm an elitist!

Outstanding intellect - wealth and taste
I'm my own social class, only the best do i mate
Extra privileges, just because of my status
The utopian is who i am - no need to be braggin...
I don't think it, i know it... never take a step down...
You wish it, but i own it - i'm the one with the crown
Bust out the degrees - but my achievements bring the ribbons
Throw my hands open like christ - and the sky starts givin!!

E if for the excellence that i exude!
L is for the love i get in the room!
I is for me - i heart myself!
T is for those titties baby - bust 'em out!
I is for icon - because i'm great
S is for smart - that ya ain't...
T is for tops - i'm number one!
I'm an elitist! i'm an elitist!

If i don't like it - then it ain't good enough
You can call me negative, pessimist - i really don't give a fuck
You're the one who's insecure and carry all that baggage...
I'm the one with who sleeps easy amid all my habits
Say i need jesus, that i can't resist temptations
Does that mean you get hookers in heaven if you're a good christian?
Tell nothing but straight truth, no matter how your ears react
If it rattles your bones - ain't my fault you can't handle it
Call your passions white trash, 'cause it's shit that i hate
You're a hot mess - buying into hype produced by the machine
Don't need to hide behind labels, or flashy sunglasses
I wear clothes that make me classy, not look like a mother fuckin' faggot
Never look over the shoulder - always right ahead to my goals
Run over anyone and everything in my way - float over potholes
I use substance and fact to come to my decisions...
Don't give a crap about the opinions - if they ain't mine, they're useless - sing it!

E if for the excellence that i exude!
L is for the love i get in the room!
I is for me - i heart myself!
T is for those titties baby - bust 'em out!
I is for icon - because i'm great
S is for smart - that ya ain't...
T is for tops - i'm number one!
I'm an elitist! i'm an elitist!

Think you're the shit? cause you got a hot ride?
You forgot to mention the fact you still live at your moms
You went to a big time school - even got a law degree
How can that explain you serving niggahs nightly at chilli's?
You don't have the skills - intangibles and smarts
The last one with a plan - first one with an excuse
Get pissed that i'm right - get loud and nuts
Sit the fuck the down bitch, cause you ain't gonna do shit...
Hide behind your parents - they kissed your ass too long
Listen to lady gaga and all those stupid-ass songs
Hope to god you don't reproduce - we don't need anymore...
My tax dollars paying for your daughters pills - that little whore
Shake your head, call me out - say i'm outta line...
Step up, prove your point, before you even fuckin' talk...
Ignorance ain't bliss - it's obnioxous as hell...
Think before talk, you ain't bs - you're just a stupid ret-tard...

E if for the excellence that i exude!
L is for the love i get in the room!
I is for me - i heart myself!
T is for those titties baby - bust 'em out!
I is for icon - cause i'm great
S is for smart - that ya ain't...
T is for tops - i'm number one!
I'm an elitist! i'm an elitist!

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