[Verse 1]

See I rap just like saran, I'm back to do the damn thing

Rap's changed, so I'ma practice till my ass can't

Do this no more, bitch I'm the coolest, of course

I gotta ruin this sport for you and give you a divorce

If you saying you married to the game and carrying caine

I wanna let you bitches know that I am very insane

And I will bury you lames, you think you scaring me, may-

Be you wanna just pick your shit up and prepare a new lane

And get out of this rap shit, find a new address

Before you get blasted when the ratchet go clack-click

But I ain't into that, I like to get bloody

Pull a knife out somebody's body, stick it right in your buddy

I don't care if you unaware that I'm a psychopath, like to bath

In somebody else's blood, call me selfish but I'm alright with that

'Cause I got a Michael mask and an O.J. glove

If you gon' play thug I'll make you dig your whole grave up

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I don't know where to go to now

Seems like I been on this road a while

I just need someone to show me how

How to escape this place, I'm losing my mind

I don't know where to go to now

I guess I been on this road a while

So fuck you all, you can go to hell

I don't give a fuck, I'm nuts, I'm losing my mind

[Verse 2]

So if you're sick of what's on the radio, stick this shit in your stereo

Listen so you can hear me, I'm sicker than a venereal

Picture a bitch hysterically itching at her waist area

That's because of me, disgustingly busting these lyrics up

Now I'm not saying I'm some sort of disease, son

More like the reason all these MC's freezing at the knees and

Staring in toilets, so paranoid that they hear a noise and

Pick up the telephone and yell at homes, "Yo, where my boys at?"

Then you realize your phone has been disconnected

Then I gouge out your eyes, rip out your bones, you get your neck slit

Then I'll have breakfast with an anorexic, flexible, death chick

She never ate shit so I felt no less than disrespected

I panicked, losed my shit, grabbed her satanic crucifix

Had me on some Lex Luthor shit, hammered, I rammed it through her chest

The waitress walks up, hands us a stupid check

"Damn it, are you legit?", grabbed her head and I smack the roof with it

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[Verse 3]

Am I the crazy one, just 'cause I wanna raise a gun

And blaze you son, for those wack and utterly lazy puns?

Well if so, fuck me, I'm really sorry, bruh

But I'ma still slaughter ya and make sure that the fear of God's in ya

God I feel like a Saudi Arabian with some rabies and

Maybe one day I'll be crazy enough that they wanna pay me and

Eighty-some-thousand people come see me play at a stadium

Raising a generation, disgracing the name's who faking 'cause

Shit's gotta change whether you like it or not

Which by the way, I'm doing even if it might get me shot

Look at my face, I don't give a fuck, squeeze and fire your Glocks

Ain't no reason trying to stop me even if I die, I'ma pop

So hold your tongue, the soldier's come so you're over, done

Just as you go to run I showed a gun and you froze up, son

I threw it away and punched you in the face

I'm something no human should face, I'm just a stupid kid losing his brains

[Hook]