Right when i hit the stage i see it coming,
The people in the background start drumming,
Hit that mic and what an impact i get,
Like a fish stuck in a old ripped net,
I rip right by, they dont know what came through,
They love it, just because i'm dissing you,
Your right ear starts bleeding,
While every one hears you pleeding,
People laugh in your face just to say,
That i'm killing you in my own way,
Beating you at your own game,
Stealing all your little fame,
And just so you know,
Your life will end slow,
Because of the music hitting you up,
Letting you know, we dont guve a fuck,
Cursed by people own emotions,
You take shit way over proportion.