No Strings

[Chorus: Grouch] 
  No strings are attached 
  This is who I am 
  My rap is not an act 
  I am my own man 

  I don't want it to be how it used to be 
  I want it to be how it is now 
  A lot of people wanna see what they're used to seeing 
  I show those people I'm a good damn human being 
  Man of the earth 
  Free thinkin' first 
  Then comparin' notes 
  With the ones that you wrote 
  I don't live for votes 
  I tally my own quotes 
  You rally in the alley with your style-ee on dope 
  I got respect for that 
  Someone should write you a check for that 
  It's my movie, I wear the director's hat 
  You've got creative control though 
  I'll hit you off later with the paper let's roll 
  It's all soul 
  Music, I love it 
  Make it in my home replicate it for the public 
  Then spread it 
  Through our own company's 
  That are headed 
  By our own fuckin' homies 
  Nobody owns me 
  My mom named me Corey 
  Sam called me a number, had to tell 'em my story 
  I love life, my wife and break molds 
  I'm on the dice, feels right, take hold 

  [Chorus] 

  (Why would you wanna try to break down this?) [x3] 
  (Why would you wanna try?) 

  I'm from the burrito truck village 
  His trunk, you could feel it 
  Pain can't heal it 
  Rain might wash you away 
  To LA, plastic face temple 
  Don't generalize, there's none in South Central 
  Add it together 
  I'm mad at the weather 
  That's just for starters 
  Never had it better 
  It must be the cheddar 
  Cheese on my sandwich 
  I pay extra for that, just like I planned it 
  My boat landed 
  We're both stranded 
  I wrote candid 
  But you can understand it though 
  Never been branded 
  Spit it how I penned it 
  From the ground up 
  I do what not many men did 
  Careers open-ended 
  For years shows attended 
  My peers, stay open minded 
  They go rewind it. 
  From Diego to New York 
  True dedication make it work put it in Quark 
  Recycle it 
  Homie beat juggle it 
  Do it your way and see how big the bubble gets 
  Cause that's the shit! 

  [Chorus] 
  (Why would you wanna try to break down this?) [x3] 
  (Why would you wanna try?) 

  (We getting better baby! 
  Ain't no stopping us now! 
  Living Legends baby! 
  We on top of the pile!) [x3]