[Verse 1]

Liquid content may cause y'all faggots' frames to burst

Insane rhyme structure flame your brain, I blame birth

The game switched her, made her retain a greater picture

Of lame dames that couldn't be felt with braille scripture

Even deaf kids are rockin' ear plugs

I'll rip you then stick you with sticks I dipped in arsenic filled jugs

Official, you bitches, I ignite under certain circumstances

Flip back and have your ass kicked by backup dancers

Cancer choker, the Mad Hatter, the Jabberwocky of rap

Been hibernatin', contemplatin', now I'm finally back

To throw chains, so hopscotch your ass back

I'll play you close like a thong huggin' an ass crack

The verbs leave scabbed, brittle, permanent scars

That scratch deep like a cheap box of CD-Rs

Spread heat like I'm Gia's drawers, pleading the fourth

In court like, "He's the boss," then I carry you off (Fuck it)

I'm more necessary than violence on the Amistad (Oh my God)

She's wrong like eating bacon at Ramadan

I'll piss on your shoes and make you clean 'em with your mouth

Then I'll tell all your friends to send Depends to your house

Must be crazy, put speed knots in your lady

File a DNA test so it's not your baby

"Maybe we can be friends," no, just pretend

I'll slip razors in your charm bracelet, slit your skin, bitch

[Chorus]

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)

[Verse 2]

Super-enhanced survival shooter with a crucial plan

Infatuated with music in loops, no scruples, man

Phrase-ologist, non-apologetic mutilator

Stays on the diss, defaming names so they can sue me later

Hater, yes, to cater us gas, the fate opposer

Philanthropist, misanthropist, underground soldier

Banana clips just start unloading in your supermarkets

Screaming 'til you're hoarse, bleeding, finding out that you're the target

Monotony flow, contradictory wordplay's in

Like bringing Satan to a baptism in a flooded basement

Jean's out to lunch, she ain't even punched in yet

You're a facsimile, I'm the original document

All shock and then lights out, drop 'em in

Selections are very buried, improper things

I'm married to rap like J.Lo to scandals

Light up a room like J. Hov's birthday candles

I'm that bright, like Steven Hawking's computer chair

Asked out a teacher on a Sadie Hawkins dare

Parallax view, see the future in my sleep

I'll battle rap you until your gullet starts to leak

Gnash your teeth, smash you then bind your feet

Thrash holes in your dome, snatch your soul and retreat

Mad Max-ish, the prose so dope, it's fantastic

Now, fold up your dough before you get yo' ass kicked

[Chorus]

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)

[Verse 3]

Rush the door like a Russian whore

Mail order bitch sent to Dahmer's crib

It's an honor to split your armor, blood drip

Like Pulp Fiction when bits of bones get on ya

Shit, I just talk jargon, disregard margins

Liquidate any enemies rap incarnate

I'm cynical, criminal actions excite me

My mic cord's an umbilical that radiates high beams

Humorous, filled with more flow than a cumulus cloud

Dentist mad, he said my words abuse my mouth

So I upchucked 'em, buck-buck 'em out

Chuck 'em loud, duck down, screaming, "Fuck the crowd"

Specialized stagger, mix malt liquor with Jolt Cola

Start drinking when cops start lookin' over they shoulder

Nastier than central booking sandwiches handled tough

Cranky in the morning after smoking that cannabis stuff

Can't see it like Orphan Annie's pupils in cartoons

Can't be it like tranny's who paid for implanted wombs

Nope, that's not it, close, but no cigar

Dutch lit, but I'm passing it right past you, pa

That's all, that's Jean, the definitive minister

The sarcastic lip, bar-spitter, competitor

The un-cosmetic-ed up, shit on your pedestal

The sanitarium released, the most unforgettable

'Moked off dirt and Molotov your face

Then lock you in a box and watch you burn in a closed space

Big face, get your shit taken and replaced

With a ticking case that's strapped to your waist (Duh)

You move too slow, sloth, boost your movement

Your mind counts time like down south Screw music

Who's it? The phoenix wings spread like the Ox said

I'll knock you out a window, make you literally drop dead

[Chorus]

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck— (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Hold up)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Wait, nah)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Okay)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Everybody)