God Damn

God Damn

God Damn

[Verse 1: Fiction]

Lately I been like, "Fuck it, I'm jaded"

Trying to break free, but I'm stuck in the matrix

I hate it, my whole life shoved and degraded

Trying to be your favorite, give you nothing but greatness

Going nothing but ape shit, to prove to you

That I'm super cool, see the dude's a fool

I care too damn much, all you two faced fucks

Pushed me too damn far, now I'm-a lose my cool

Come and shoot the school, have you swimming with the fishes

Put a hole in your soul just to win it, I'm-a get it

I'm a bastard, I know, I ain't afraid to admit it

Life bent out of shape, now I'm twisted (twisted)

I'm a dog, if you kick me, get bit quickly

Swiftly, how I rip these shifty

Mother fuckers acting like they're friends of me

But from here you be looking like the enemy

I can tell by the vibes you send to me

I can feel all your off set energy

I can tell that you wanna see the end of me

You ain't a friend, home boy, don't pretend to be

I know fam, you ain't close to that

I expose the crap of your bogus act

It's Fiction, baby, but I know the facts

You only stick around so you can hold me back!

[Hook: Fiction]

So fuck you very much

You can suck two hairy nuts

I got no love for a bitch like you

Got no love for a bitch like you

So fuck you very much

You can suck two hairy nuts

I got no love for a bitch like you

I got no love, I got no love

[Verse 2: Joey Splinter]

Cock hairy but my balls shaved, so

You could suck on these all day, no

Wouldn't give you the satisfaction

Of having two Joes in your Adam's apple

You could put that on your tabernacle

Knock your temple like Henderson

Why the fuck would I battle rap you

Unless we're throwing up Benjamins

Been blessed been stressed been all that

Laughed at joked at been called wack

Muh' fuckas want me to go crazy

Might Run up in they crib wearing all black

Nah rather run up on your main chick

The face ain't shit but the brain sick

Everybody want what they can't get

And that's why you wanna be famous?

That's why you wanna be all in my business

Pushing my digits, 'cause you know your homie been fucking with the wicked

Got no love for a hatin' ass bigot

This my name imma step on you

'Til I snap that lil ass neck on you

It is what it is and it do what it do

Open ya mouf and suck on a few

[Hook: Joey Splinter]

Aye aye aye fuck you very much

You could suck 2 shaved nuts

Got no love for a bitch like you

Got no love for a ho like you

Na Na Na

(X2)

[Verse 3: Joey Splinter]

His are hairy and mine are shaved

Gotta use that razor blade

You know that I don't ever play

When the freestyle genius made everything that I do

People wanna know why I sing in a few

I ain't gonna do no chorus

Up in the forest

Yes I'll bang with you

Bang in the jungle

Coming for the hustle

Mother fuckers really wanna get that muscle

You want the duffel, in that bag

But the weed ain't coming through unless you pay me first

But like I ain't selling drugs

But I will smoke it