YO MY FIRENDS SAY SOME SHIT ABOUT ME
IM FUCKIN PARANOID I GOT HIT BY AN ASTROID
SO I WORTE IT DOWN ON A PICE OF PAPER,
FIRDENS SAY IM A FAKER SHIT’, NO PAPER!
I USED BLOOD AND HAIR TO WRITE EM
I HEAR LIGHTING I GET FRIGHT END
I FEEL IN SECURE
THAT’S WHY I DRINK LACQUER
DISPOSE OF YOUR BODY IN THE SEWER
LYRICAL CONTENT WORSE THEN THE CURE
SERIOUS, SEROUSLY
WHEN YOU SEE ME O D
YOULL RUN UP A TREE
THEN ILL COME AFTER YA
CRAFTER
USING A CHAIN SAW FROM MASSACRE
GIVE YOU A MASSIVE SCAR
Kidnapping a movie star
From ER in a police car
WATCH OUT IM A CLASS ACT RAPER
GRIM REAPER PUSH YOU OFF A CLIF STEEPER
IM FUCKIN STANDIND IN THE LUNCH LINE
READY TO STRANGLE YOU WITH FISHIN LINE
SO FUCKIN GET YOUR CREW AND YOUR NINE
IM NOT SCEARED THE DIVEL IS PREVIENTING ME FROM DIEIN
That’s why when you here sirens
I’m always lien firing off, firing shots
To stop these massive blood clots
FIGHTS WITH WIVES WHO WILED KNIVES
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