Verse 1:
I don't follow guidelines I just write what I like.
I Give a nod to the rules as I watch them float by.

How's it beneficial for me to be what you've already seen?
That's why I'm doing my own thing.


Artists around...it's sad what I've found.
They're cloning their idols, don't think for themselves.
Color by numbers, is that the way this biz is bound to go?

But that's now what I'm singing for.

Chorus:

Said you know it's true...little, blonde, white boy's singing cool...and I'm breaking all the rules.
And I'm gonna do, Imma just keep doing that thing I do, It's called breaking all the rules.
Yeah, Hey.


Verse 2:
SO TANNER

We're digging your flow, but your rhyming oh no.
Your syncopation be crazy, you're missing the boat.
Well Mr. Big Producer, my beats are hard, my bass even goes boom.

I'm just flipping it up with something new.

Trailing the times you're always behind.

Got in the box thinking, that's probably why.
A victim of your mind, stuck inside the lines of which I'm not confined.
Here and now's my time to shine.


Chorus:
Said you know it's true, little blonde white boy's singing cool...and I'm breaking all the rules.

And I'm gonna do, Imma just keep doing that thing I do, It's called breaking all the rules.
Yeah, Hey.


Bridge:
So Mr. Big Wig, didn't think I could make my own EP now did ya?
Excuse me, I just did...

Yet I'm not too big for my britches, this industry's vicious, being @@#!y, it just ain't me...
but still I'll never follow the curve, I'm an entrepreneur, and I can only guarantee one thing...I guarantee that (you know it's true)


[Chorus x2]