[Intro: K-Rino]
Who is your master?
Heh Ha
Who made you?
The man who paid you the one who made you?
C'mon
Self Made
I'm self Made
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
No corporate vermin controls the currency that I'm earning
Permanently stay determined to burn em' with every sermon
See my words be up where the birds be verbally free
And undeterred to speak on whatever concepts that serve me
They wanna brain-cuff a king and bring pain and suffering
Any time a angel starts to fly they try to cut it's wings
Look at all these slaves with they fractured arms up and slings
After being vigorously snatched up by the puppet strings
They can't tempt me I'm a turn down whatever they show me
K's the man rebellious slaves that'll never say Toby
Youse a hooker and ya pimp left ya powerless
Telling you how and what to write and how to dress
No more enslavement cause I'm beyond emancipation
Shaped in God's form, by him no other's hands creation
We crack Adams or Leeches who try to track your talents
We leave the children behind and kidnap the parents
The vultures who holding the prophets is outta control
Violence explodes instantly when you try to get bold
Got a big hole that resides in your soul
Forget diamonds and gold you better off sliding down the pole
In a glance you went from twenty-thousand ball parked fans in the stance
To greeting costumers wearing Wal-Mart pants
No man can provoke and rearrange my panel
No governmental remotes can ever change my channel
Because I'm
Who is your master?
Heh Ha
Who made you?
The man who paid you the one who made you?
C'mon
Self Made
I'm self Made
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
No corporate vermin controls the currency that I'm earning
Permanently stay determined to burn em' with every sermon
See my words be up where the birds be verbally free
And undeterred to speak on whatever concepts that serve me
They wanna brain-cuff a king and bring pain and suffering
Any time a angel starts to fly they try to cut it's wings
Look at all these slaves with they fractured arms up and slings
After being vigorously snatched up by the puppet strings
They can't tempt me I'm a turn down whatever they show me
K's the man rebellious slaves that'll never say Toby
Youse a hooker and ya pimp left ya powerless
Telling you how and what to write and how to dress
No more enslavement cause I'm beyond emancipation
Shaped in God's form, by him no other's hands creation
We crack Adams or Leeches who try to track your talents
We leave the children behind and kidnap the parents
The vultures who holding the prophets is outta control
Violence explodes instantly when you try to get bold
Got a big hole that resides in your soul
Forget diamonds and gold you better off sliding down the pole
In a glance you went from twenty-thousand ball parked fans in the stance
To greeting costumers wearing Wal-Mart pants
No man can provoke and rearrange my panel
No governmental remotes can ever change my channel
Because I'm
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