Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme

Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme

They told me I'm past livin', these bastards givin'

No charism', this a prison, visionin' my posters risen

Wrists I'm slittin, I'm pissin' away not eatin' well

Aaliyah must be well, just saw her on TRL

It's Daily with Daly just like a VOD

Tara Reid and 9 Degrees, I forgot the 8, oh jeez

Pull up in Times Square how them girls must've faired

But now you pull up that time and shit you just a square

Watch me spell "heaven" throwin' up the L7

Xtina, XV, that feature'd be some ecstasy

Recipe from mother you start fearin' the brothers

His favorite Eminem cause he ain't hearin' no others

Gotta dash fast, hungry hippo for hype and

I gotta rap fast so all the white people like it

Liberty give me that Taco Bell, like a Jiminy Cricket hoppin' well

If I don't stop and just give it a drop then eventually I'll be poppin' a cell

Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme

Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme

I heard the Knicks still good, Stern divorced, bad look

Gettin' chicks black and white, you could call him Ed Wood

Thinkin' Redwood, thicker than that Joan's Hart

So hard, oh god, bars lemme throw darts

You gon' need a laxative cause this shit is so hard

Got a crowbar crackin' open 4 hearts

Gellar, and Jennifer, Anna, and Melissa Joan Hart

Their men done revel with devils, I'm just yellin' oh lord

Why you droppin' names, Beetlejuice who me?

Freddy P. I'm too deep, you like Eddy; 2D

350 sleepin' in that new Z

RIP two-three shootin' threes, shoot me

If I'm ever unaffable, sappy, laughable

Castle catastrophe, see we go cappin' from capitals

Blew the gold I'm like Capitals, hapnin' rap is unflappable

Earn the burn I'm on acetyl, I just like to go back a lil

Dinin' fine, '99 on me

Double O, what a ho owe me

You got no one, '00 I got '01

Got no one, '00 I got '01

15's all black, tell me where the mall at

Lunchable we all phat, she act like She All That

Say it in that all caps, spray it and I fall back

Lunchable we all phat, she act like She All That

Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme

Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade

Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate

Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I never made

Ballin' but I never play, lemme lemme lemme