[Intro]
[Gunshots]
Oh fuck! Dammit I'm hit, I'm HIT!
Ahhhhhhhh, Fuck man, MOTHERFUCKER!
Know what fuck this shit dude!
FUCK THIS!
[Verse]
Yeah!
I never grew up with these evil thoughts
Whenever someone would be nice to me it'd mean a lot
And then one day I heard these motherfucking demons talk
They told me to stick up for myself and to be mean an raw
So now I'd slice you, stitch you, and then clean your gauze
Then slice you again and watch you bleed n fall
And I know for some reason it just seems so wrong
But its how people treated me that made me mean n raw, uh
I grew up as a chubby kid
My family barely had any money, shit
Half the time I would dress up bummy with
Ripped war torn worn and muddy kicks
When I turned 16 I wanted money quick
But my grades were nothing but some crummy f's
And I really never ever did study shit
People just thought I was some dummy bitch
I never had a girl with some lovely tits
Got sucker punched once and had a bloody lip
Never had a friend to be a buddy with
And i never fit in with the running clicks
I guess you can say I was a fucking mess
Cause I was an outcast and never had no fucking friends
But now I'ma put that to the fucking end
Cause i'll never be that dumb outcast fuck again, NAH!
And I was never confident
Nothing was ever positive
No matter what I did I would Never get a compliment
Everyone else was normal, I was just the opposite
I'm surprised I didn't end up going into school poppin' shit
So I started writing shit down like a novelist
Realized that as a rapper I'd remain prominent
Almost killed myself to pay hip hop some homage n'
I'm dominant I should have a monument in acknowledgment
I took rap and crossed the threshold
Killed everyone who was sleeping on me like their tossed in bed cold
Anyone who bullied me I'ma hit you tenfold
Now I realize since the the day I was born I've been special!
And I rap so ahead of my time
To all my enemies this is the end of the line
You can still talk like your better then I
But if you say shit to my face you best be ready to die
And faggots, that ain't even the end of the rhyme
Cause if you motherfuckers had one shred of a spine
You would acknowledge that I rap like a veteran I'm
Severing and bettering you degenerate guys
I ain't threatened cuz my weapons in my rhetoric lines
I'm dissecting and perfecting every sentence combined
The essence of my presence leaves the message divine
So the acceptance that my entrance is momentous relies
And is dependent on the relentless vengeance that I
Have Cemented on the records I reflect in my rhymes
I'm tremendous and stupendous not to mention precise
The transcendence of descendants brought this menace to life!
And now that I proved I'm lyrically sick
All i have to fucking do is merely spit
Cuz as you can see I'm very equipped
To deal with all the faggots in rap who barely fit
Cause last time I listened to the radio I nearly flipped
Cuz the talent in rapping has severely dipped
To the point where there's no way I could seriously quit
Cuz I'm here to bring it back and leave the whack buried in shit!
[Outro]
GuTii!