"My career has fallen and I can't get it up"
Have you tried Life Alert?
This is a shot from a rifle, just know I don't fuck around
This game look like McDonald's now with all you burglars and clowns
I'm serving Happy Meals now for free straight over the counter
And I hope you choke on a toy at a fucking opposite gender
Don't make me go 1990 and put your heart in a blender
And put you in a V-8 bottle, stick you back in a vendor
'Cause I wouldn't pay a dollar twenty-five to hear you be quiet
They say I look overweight but my careers not on a diet
I've been on TV for riots, they try to bash me in magazines
I see other rappers stare when they try makin' a ass of me
It's actually flattering, I'm burnin' a rhyme like a action packed masterpiece
You wanna break my track record, get a wind breaker and a flashy fleece
And a couple of Creatine 'cause I'm on my mass murder mind state literally killin' anything and everything
And I won't even rob your money or your ugly diamond piece
I'm just gonna drag your dead body through the mountain top scenery
And feed you to the wolves that I hangout with high on rocky top
I'm gonna bathe in bloody rappers hatin' on me like they body watch
These feet gon' make your body rock, I'm resurrecting me 2000
People lookin' at me weird like I'm the old Y2K virus
Hash revolution beat to beat on blacks and primates
Bitch I go bananas like I own the produce place
Georgia peaches in my DM's say they wanna party
I'm like bitch catch an Uber I ain't a tour bus driver
I'm too busy gettin' high off rock 'n roll
Headbangin' too hard at my sold out shows
I'm a loose cannon and my balls they're hellion
And I got them thing you can't tell me
When I'm out, get burst, stay up out of my way
Get ran over like a protest on the highway
Not even blink or hit my brakes
"Why you gotta be so damn violent man?"
I'm just portrayin' the shit that appears in my brain
I'm literally not sane so don't catch me today
I take medication and own me some guns
I kinda got CNN jammin' for fun
If I come up missin' dig up that earth 'til lime was spilt from a sinner
I'll be in the swamp with them ninja turtles like master mutherfucking Splinter, ah
Led Zeppelin shirt with them new cases and a pocket full of twenty dollar bills
Cowboy hat, marijuana stash, [?] lookin' like I want to kill
Cerakoted with them bloodstains engraved with a couple roses on it
Cobalt writin' in a death wish, ask a motherfucker if he really want it
People fallin' off like drunk fucks standin' 'round a bunch of high ass cliffs
And they wonder why they plummet when they stumble, double-fisting them a motherfucking fifth
Pretty much what I'm sayin' is, you drunk as hell tryna test me
You talkin' to the man who trades gettin' laid for pen, paper, and a rap beat
I'll fuck you up, down, side to side if you jumpin' under my rap sheets
And I metaphorically smother you and then this whole song Casey Anthony
I murdered this song and it didn't hurt 'cause I hate that bitch with a passion
I wanna stick her in a trunk in a desert where no one sees it happen
And I wanna go beast mode like sasquatch, stun the fuck outta rodent life
I know a couple rappers on my shit list, I'm about to take a dump and not wipe
It's gonna be nasty for you skin if you keep using my slang on a daily basis
I'm complex and you so basic, you wanna be me motherfucker just face it
It's a tad bit bitter motherfucker don't pull that trigger
'Cause you aimin' at the ground which is where you slither
So come out of that snake skin, quit playin' you got no venom
You're tracks about as active as elderly man's semen
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