Exchecker - Get Busy Lyrics

I'm the shit
And I don't mean the kinda shit that you put in a drawer and then forget about
I'm the shit you can't afford
Not the shit you settle for
I'm the shit you save for all your life that you're never gonna reach
I'm the inclusive margarita on the beach
I'm the shit
And I don't mean the kinda shit that you put in a case for a rainy day
I'm the shit you never say
Not the shit you renovate
I'm an S Class ninja with a means of escape
I'm the type that's gonna eat out your mate
And then I'll clean up the plate
Let me clean up the slate
I'm the shit gone wrong out a Wuhan lab
I'm the last secret member of the Wu-Tang Clan
I'm the dude starting fires in Fireman Sam
I'm Mr. Don't Give a Fuck if I was a Mr. Man
It's just the truth to be told
When you feel it in your soul
And you're living in the limelight
'Cause I'm the shit and I ain't waitin' 'til the time's right
It's just the start of the part
Where you feel it in your heart
And it's written in the starlight
'Cause you ain't shit and I'm the artist's archetype
I'm the
Ghost chilling at your party
Back seat of your Maserati
Thinking no way he can't harm me
(Harm me)
I'm the
Stalker on your lunch stroll
Spilling bleach in your punch bowl
Danger that your hunch told
(Hunch told)
It's so hard to sleep
With a knife in your chest
There's a sparsity
Of blood on your dress
At Varsity
Or when you're getting destressed
I'm the bard that sings
The song of your death
It's just the truth to be told
When you feel it in your soul
And you're living in the limelight
'Cause I'm the shit and I ain't waitin' 'til the time's right
It's just the start of the part
Where you feel it in your heart
And it's written in the starlight
'Cause you ain't shit and I'm the artist's archetype
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit

I'm the shit
And I don't mean the kinda shit that you put in a drawer and then forget about
I'm the shit you can't afford
Not the shit you settle for
I'm the shit you save for all your life that you're never gonna reach
I'm the inclusive margarita on the beach
I'm the shit
And I don't mean the kinda shit that you put in a case for a rainy day
I'm the shit you never say
Not the shit you renovate
I'm an S Class ninja with a means of escape
I'm the type that's gonna eat out your mate
And then I'll clean up the plate
Let me clean up the slate
I'm the shit gone wrong out a Wuhan lab
I'm the last secret member of the Wu-Tang Clan
I'm the dude starting fires in Fireman Sam
I'm Mr. Don't Give a Fuck if I was a Mr. Man
It's just the truth to be told
When you feel it in your soul
And you're living in the limelight
'Cause I'm the shit and I ain't waitin' 'til the time's right
It's just the start of the part
Where you feel it in your heart
And it's written in the starlight
'Cause you ain't shit and I'm the artist's archetype
I'm the
Ghost chilling at your party
Back seat of your Maserati
Thinking no way he can't harm me
(Harm me)
I'm the
Stalker on your lunch stroll
Spilling bleach in your punch bowl
Danger that your hunch told
(Hunch told)
It's so hard to sleep
With a knife in your chest
There's a sparsity
Of blood on your dress
At Varsity
Or when you're getting destressed
I'm the bard that sings
The song of your death
It's just the truth to be told
When you feel it in your soul
And you're living in the limelight
'Cause I'm the shit and I ain't waitin' 'til the time's right
It's just the start of the part
Where you feel it in your heart
And it's written in the starlight
'Cause you ain't shit and I'm the artist's archetype
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit
I'm the shit
I am the shit
I am the shit
I'm the shit