Just kept typing off the top of my head...
Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:03 pm
There must be a price on my head, because the mic in my hand,
is like a lethal weapon, Mel Gibson rides in my van,
and this song ain't like that Stan, cuz I'm not killin' myself,
bitch I'm just killing your health, son I'm just spending your wealth.
So call me crazy if you, think that I oh really am,
but see this mic in my hand, man it's hard to understand,
the damage that I do I'll keep it simple for you,
and all that you gotta do, is multiply two by two,
that gives you a simple four, the times I had with that whore,
who's otherwise known as yours, the one who I call my shawdy,
the one who gave you babies, one who's there every dawnin',
cuz at dusk she's with me, this is as plain as can be,
I keep it simple for you, I did her in the bathroom,
I did her all on your couch, in fact all up in your house,
busted big loads in her mouth, son I forgot to pull out,
I left her pregnant with doubt, I left your mind full of clout,
before you figure it out, I leave you dead in the south....BiYoTcH!!...
I had to do one more...
I got this deep seeded hatred, for the racists and rapists,
for the perverts and pedophiles, I'm leaving all of them faceless.
I'll cut up all their organs, I'll sell them off just like surgeons,
I'll take all their leftovers, and I'll sell those to merchants,
and if anything's left, I'll give all that to the cannibals,
I'm a vicious motherfucker so I know fucking Hannibal.
I swear a lot when I'm mad, and I smile when I'm glad,
but I do some complex awol shit, at times when I'm feeling sad,
like just stabbing myself, to see how much I can bleed,
and just before I pass out, I roll a cannon of weed,
so when I come to again, I start to fuck up my brain,
I smoke a bag full, then I start the stabbing again,
but this time I'm stabbing you, I'll stab your whole fucking crew,
I'll smash my head into you, I'll hurt myself more than you,
and maybe then you will see, just how fucked up I can be,
and then you'll leave me alone, or shoot me in my cheek bone.
But even if I just die, I'll do some voodoo shit there,
I will come back just to haunt you, I'm a fucking nightmare.
is like a lethal weapon, Mel Gibson rides in my van,
and this song ain't like that Stan, cuz I'm not killin' myself,
bitch I'm just killing your health, son I'm just spending your wealth.
So call me crazy if you, think that I oh really am,
but see this mic in my hand, man it's hard to understand,
the damage that I do I'll keep it simple for you,
and all that you gotta do, is multiply two by two,
that gives you a simple four, the times I had with that whore,
who's otherwise known as yours, the one who I call my shawdy,
the one who gave you babies, one who's there every dawnin',
cuz at dusk she's with me, this is as plain as can be,
I keep it simple for you, I did her in the bathroom,
I did her all on your couch, in fact all up in your house,
busted big loads in her mouth, son I forgot to pull out,
I left her pregnant with doubt, I left your mind full of clout,
before you figure it out, I leave you dead in the south....BiYoTcH!!...
I had to do one more...
I got this deep seeded hatred, for the racists and rapists,
for the perverts and pedophiles, I'm leaving all of them faceless.
I'll cut up all their organs, I'll sell them off just like surgeons,
I'll take all their leftovers, and I'll sell those to merchants,
and if anything's left, I'll give all that to the cannibals,
I'm a vicious motherfucker so I know fucking Hannibal.
I swear a lot when I'm mad, and I smile when I'm glad,
but I do some complex awol shit, at times when I'm feeling sad,
like just stabbing myself, to see how much I can bleed,
and just before I pass out, I roll a cannon of weed,
so when I come to again, I start to fuck up my brain,
I smoke a bag full, then I start the stabbing again,
but this time I'm stabbing you, I'll stab your whole fucking crew,
I'll smash my head into you, I'll hurt myself more than you,
and maybe then you will see, just how fucked up I can be,
and then you'll leave me alone, or shoot me in my cheek bone.
But even if I just die, I'll do some voodoo shit there,
I will come back just to haunt you, I'm a fucking nightmare.