There's no rules
There's no rules
Making art has no rules
Broken pipes, broken tools
People bending broken rules

I played all the kinds of fools
To learn all my masters rules
Now I use them as my tools
The golden rule is there's no rules

Don't worry about a bitch
Who's never been in your place
Sign a raincheck of my trauma days
I got a burning fire from the smoke and the blaze
I'm moving on up
Haters cannot relate
Growing up they told me that I was a freak
I'm a bad bitch unique
Every day of the week
Its that fortune I seek
Open your mind when you speak
Check my technique
Bitches cannot compete
What?

All these people suspicious
With their anger so vicious
Cause, I am the bread
I guess that I am delicious
I'm taking decisions
You follow traditions
No matter how you try
You'll never meet my ambitions
Your words they won't tempt me
It is the skill that you envy
Waste your time to be petty
While I'm humble and friendly
I had to learn to be deadly
You bitches weak like spaghetti
I cleared you haters already
Broken rules they ain't ready
Haha

There's no rules
There's no rules
Making art has no rules
Broken pipes, broken tools
People bending broken rules