It's been a long year, and it's only f*cking March
Last year I bagged barfing bitches, this one is a barf bag
Burstin at the seems like the glass from my car crash
Shattered in my face, f*ckin nurses called me shard head
So I went Scarface, blew up like a warhead
Gore and dead bodies on the floor, paint the ER red
Penetrated nursed with a scalpel and a shard of glass
Knocked out the doctor, got on top of him and sharted glass
Laughed like retarded ass Tyler Durden, Fight Club
Dripping blood I murdered him in cold blood
I'm f*cked up in the head, bust a nut in my bed
Stripped to my underwear, then I must have fled
Ended up in Baghdad, woke up in a bunker
With a hundred motherf*ckers holding rocked launchers hunkered down Must have found another cell of muslim freedom fighters
Thunder sounds and mushroom clouds
Gave me something said to light it
So I did, taped to my chest, they shoved me out the door
We don't need a honky fighting with us in our holy war
Shut it and they locked it, grabbed a shotgun and I cocked it
Put it in my mouth and shot a slug into my noggin
And I won't apologize if imposters ain't impressed
With the music that I make, or the way I f*ckin dress
Got beef and I need it, got a boner I'ma beat it
Wit a meat cleaver, feed it to you
Chew before you eat it
You a douche, you a piece of shit, deuces to you bitch
I can rap better than you
Bitch, you ain't do shit
Googled your music, but my browser f*cking crashed
Got a message saying overload, wow he f*cking fat
I'm an anomaly and you a quota
A dude so overzealous
About trolling, you got trolled by a homo
Blue a load in your soy milk, how my kids taste
Took a shit in your girl's mouth, how my shit taste
I'll be in your next show, with copies of your diary
Crowd chanting cry baby, why would mama lie to me
Don't need you on the side of me, I got a couple friends
I find em in my head when I get the f*cking bends
Got this f*cking pen and I write with bloody semen
Of the enemies that I draw it from
In night when they fast asleep
And motherf*cker, you don't know me
How could you, my mother don't
The cunt hoe I broke up with don't know my cold soul
Cheated on her often with some bitches in they coffins
A seagull, a beetle, a priest and Kenny Loggins
Orgies with a dog, Dennis Rodman, Dennis Rodman
As his bride, Michelle Bachmann, and Stephen Hawking
He was talking like a robot, oh, ah, don't stop
And then he dropped dead
I don't know what I do father, please forgive me
And while you at it take these f*cking diseases that you give me
Freeze em for eternity, glue on 30 pieces of glass
And shove them up your ass, you worthless piece of
F*cking shit f*cking deity
Let me leave this earth in peace
Murdered in my sleep, from birth I've been cursed with these
Hopeless emotions, f*cking oceans of despair
Praying for a miracle, but nobody's there
Except for the hip-hop forever, I'll be grateful man
You gave me real motivation when I couldn't take the pain
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It's been a long year, and it's only f*cking March
Last year I bagged barfing bitches, this one is a barf bag
Burstin at the seems like the glass from my car crash
Shattered in my face, f*ckin nurses called me shard head
So I went Scarface, blew up like a warhead
Gore and dead bodies on the floor, paint the ER red
Penetrated nursed with a scalpel and a shard of glass
Knocked out the doctor, got on top of him and sharted glass
Laughed like retarded ass Tyler Durden, Fight Club
Dripping blood I murdered him in cold blood
I'm f*cked up in the head, bust a nut in my bed
Stripped to my underwear, then I must have fled
Ended up in Baghdad, woke up in a bunker
With a hundred motherf*ckers holding rocked launchers hunkered down Must have found another cell of muslim freedom fighters
Thunder sounds and mushroom clouds
Gave me something said to light it
So I did, taped to my chest, they shoved me out the door
We don't need a honky fighting with us in our holy war
Shut it and they locked it, grabbed a shotgun and I cocked it
Put it in my mouth and shot a slug into my noggin
And I won't apologize if imposters ain't impressed
With the music that I make, or the way I f*ckin dress
Got beef and I need it, got a boner I'ma beat it
Wit a meat cleaver, feed it to you
Chew before you eat it
You a douche, you a piece of shit, deuces to you bitch
I can rap better than you
Bitch, you ain't do shit
Googled your music, but my browser f*cking crashed
Got a message saying overload, wow he f*cking fat
I'm an anomaly and you a quota
A dude so overzealous
About trolling, you got trolled by a homo
Blue a load in your soy milk, how my kids taste
Took a shit in your girl's mouth, how my shit taste
I'll be in your next show, with copies of your diary
Crowd chanting cry baby, why would mama lie to me
Don't need you on the side of me, I got a couple friends
I find em in my head when I get the f*cking bends
Got this f*cking pen and I write with bloody semen
Of the enemies that I draw it from
In night when they fast asleep
And motherf*cker, you don't know me
How could you, my mother don't
The cunt hoe I broke up with don't know my cold soul
Cheated on her often with some bitches in they coffins
A seagull, a beetle, a priest and Kenny Loggins
Orgies with a dog, Dennis Rodman, Dennis Rodman
As his bride, Michelle Bachmann, and Stephen Hawking
He was talking like a robot, oh, ah, don't stop
And then he dropped dead
I don't know what I do father, please forgive me
And while you at it take these f*cking diseases that you give me
Freeze em for eternity, glue on 30 pieces of glass
And shove them up your ass, you worthless piece of
F*cking shit f*cking deity
Let me leave this earth in peace
Murdered in my sleep, from birth I've been cursed with these
Hopeless emotions, f*cking oceans of despair
Praying for a miracle, but nobody's there
Except for the hip-hop forever, I'll be grateful man
You gave me real motivation when I couldn't take the pain
Last year I bagged barfing bitches, this one is a barf bag
Burstin at the seems like the glass from my car crash
Shattered in my face, f*ckin nurses called me shard head
So I went Scarface, blew up like a warhead
Gore and dead bodies on the floor, paint the ER red
Penetrated nursed with a scalpel and a shard of glass
Knocked out the doctor, got on top of him and sharted glass
Laughed like retarded ass Tyler Durden, Fight Club
Dripping blood I murdered him in cold blood
I'm f*cked up in the head, bust a nut in my bed
Stripped to my underwear, then I must have fled
Ended up in Baghdad, woke up in a bunker
With a hundred motherf*ckers holding rocked launchers hunkered down Must have found another cell of muslim freedom fighters
Thunder sounds and mushroom clouds
Gave me something said to light it
So I did, taped to my chest, they shoved me out the door
We don't need a honky fighting with us in our holy war
Shut it and they locked it, grabbed a shotgun and I cocked it
Put it in my mouth and shot a slug into my noggin
And I won't apologize if imposters ain't impressed
With the music that I make, or the way I f*ckin dress
Got beef and I need it, got a boner I'ma beat it
Wit a meat cleaver, feed it to you
Chew before you eat it
You a douche, you a piece of shit, deuces to you bitch
I can rap better than you
Bitch, you ain't do shit
Googled your music, but my browser f*cking crashed
Got a message saying overload, wow he f*cking fat
I'm an anomaly and you a quota
A dude so overzealous
About trolling, you got trolled by a homo
Blue a load in your soy milk, how my kids taste
Took a shit in your girl's mouth, how my shit taste
I'll be in your next show, with copies of your diary
Crowd chanting cry baby, why would mama lie to me
Don't need you on the side of me, I got a couple friends
I find em in my head when I get the f*cking bends
Got this f*cking pen and I write with bloody semen
Of the enemies that I draw it from
In night when they fast asleep
And motherf*cker, you don't know me
How could you, my mother don't
The cunt hoe I broke up with don't know my cold soul
Cheated on her often with some bitches in they coffins
A seagull, a beetle, a priest and Kenny Loggins
Orgies with a dog, Dennis Rodman, Dennis Rodman
As his bride, Michelle Bachmann, and Stephen Hawking
He was talking like a robot, oh, ah, don't stop
And then he dropped dead
I don't know what I do father, please forgive me
And while you at it take these f*cking diseases that you give me
Freeze em for eternity, glue on 30 pieces of glass
And shove them up your ass, you worthless piece of
F*cking shit f*cking deity
Let me leave this earth in peace
Murdered in my sleep, from birth I've been cursed with these
Hopeless emotions, f*cking oceans of despair
Praying for a miracle, but nobody's there
Except for the hip-hop forever, I'll be grateful man
You gave me real motivation when I couldn't take the pain
Writer: Chad Allen
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