[Chorus]

There’s no rules

There’s no rules

Making art has no rules

Broken pipes, broken tools

People bending broken rules

[Verse]

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 REINcheck 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 frеak

I’m a bad bitch unique

Every day of the week

Its that fortunе I seek

Open your mind when you speak

Check my technique

Bitches cannot compete

What?

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

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!

[Chorus]

There’s no rules

There’s no rules

Making art has no rules

Broken pipes, broken tools

People bending broken rules