[Verse 1: Whipstick]
I know you're mad at the fact I might have fucked your bitch
So take a number 'cause she kinda sucked while suckin' a dick
Yo fall back! You Tommy Dreamin' if you thinkin' that you beatin' me
You just a perma-midcarder retarded and I do it with ease
I watch the trigger squeeze, a pay per view sniper
It's time to get this cheese, live my dreams, American Fievel
You just a rat chasin' cheddar, all facts, Fran Drescher
Raps better when she's getting fucked and bumping a Midol
[Verse 2: Billy Obey]
They wanna achieve greatness with little to no effort
And I'm my brother's keeper, I'm supposed to be the shepherd
But there comes a point in time when you're living in my home
You gotta man the fuck up and learn to walk on your own
Showing nothing but pity, nothing but mercy
You coattail off my work, yo, you're fucking unworthy
And surely you'll run around and curse me
I'll be out of town on my journey so your hate really ain't concern me
[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz]
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
[Verse 3: Joe Black]
No family, no friends, I have no kids
'Cause a fuck is one thing that I don't give
You see me walkin', motherfucker stay back, bitch
I'll kick a dog, fuckin' roof a stray cat, bitch
I'll slap an old-timer and take his Shriner hat
Steal a car, park in the handicap, take a nap
I'm fat Castro, why you mad, bro?
'Cause I'm the shit, professional asshole
[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz]
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
[Verse 4: Lee Carver]
Behind a cracked-ass screen steady running your mouth
You suck at spittin' so you siphon little Internet clout
I'll tell you what I'm about, somewhere, someday
I might show up to your second shift while you workin' at Subway
I'll skip the gunplay, swingin' fat kid fists
'Til your teeth knocked loose and your forehead splits
Tell your district manager she needs to get the mop out
Mama's in the parking lot waiting for your ass to clock out
[Verse 5: Mr 8 Legz]
Most of our life together I've been able to manage
A lot of salt that settle in the wounds ignoring the damage
That you have forced over the course of twenty fuckin' years, dammit
Holding your hand but never planned, it'd been me that's took for granted
Now you strung out on them pills, trapped in that life that holds still
Cold chills, hoping the next dose ain't the close kill
All I ever did was try to help you out that hole
But wouldn't give you control 'til I was forced to let go
[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz]
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad that you at where you at now?
Why you mad? Why you mad?
[Outro]
Why the difference?
This I don't know
Uh, uh, I'm-I'm just uncomfortable
Uh, I was at about my lowest ebb
I couldn't function
