AND WHAT?

Guess who's back, I'm in your dimension
Chewin on the mic, to relieve some tension
Where you from, what you doin, what's your shoe size?
I feed you three wings, when you said you wanted two thighs
People sayin, your rhymes are so cold T
I jump across themes, from feet to poultry
Juxtaposed, is a way to describe me
I look like a postman, deliver an MC
Knockin at your door, postcode lottery
Ring your bell, you know who it's gotta be
T-Bone, with a mouth full of whipped cream
Comin at you, like a lyrical wet dream
Walk inside, got shit on your lino
Drunk on the beat, like a hip-hop wino
Fall on the deck, can't come back from this
Sort us out, show me where the bathroom is
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Got no choice, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want
Check it out, I put salt in my coffee
Saturday night, and I'm goin down the offy
On my bike, but it's only got two gears
All up hill, for the sake of a few beers
Ridin home, sound like Darth Vader
To the couch, to play Tomb Raider
Gettin told, T live your life YOLO
Wankin so much, that they call me Hand Solo
Shinin bright, I'm in a fuckin Star War
Jumpin upstairs, cos I'm learnin fuckin parkour
Credit card swipe, slap you with a stink palm
Blowin up mics, cos I'm spittin napalm
Crotchless gruds, air to the ball sack
Chantin twat, like Bombay did a duck quack
Fartin freely, in a Zoom meetin
Feels good as hell, like Lizzo Be Eatin
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Got no choice, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want
A new day, top of the mornin
Twelve hour sleep, but I can't stop yawnin
Stare in the mirror, bare affirmations
I can't be arsed, with shit conversations
If you are, a bad little bell smoke
You're gettin had off, by a chubby middle aged bloke
I'm takin the piss, I couldn't give two fucks
Auto-correct, means I'm givin you two ducks
Manchester, a city based paradise
T-Bone, his flow is soundin real nice
No beef, I'm cuttin up a jack fruit
Goin fuckin Ferrell, and playin a jazz flute
Anchorman, T's back in the hot seat
Chuck you in a pond, with your feet set in concrete
Bit harsh, there ain't no defendin it
In your kite, from the start to the end of it
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Got no choice, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Listen up, I d-do what I want
Do what I want, do what I want
Yeah! And what? I d-do what I want