I Make the World Spin

[Verse 1] Yo, white eyes, black tee Ill rhymes, that's me Hollywood's now labeled as lame But I've been on that raw shit since I came in the game Fuck this! Rap niggas trying act like they punk rock Tight jeans, Mohawks screaming "fuck cops" Y'all should get your fucking nuts chopped You all look like you suck cock Bust shots if you hate me, yup, that'll fix the problem Put me out there, leave it up to Mr. Goblin To contribute to all the bullshit that's dropping So he can take his kids out Christmas shopping Look at the niggas I'm spinning circles around My verbal profound lyrics make them hurdle the town They washed up 'til they gurgle and drown, their whole dynasty I'm burning it down LFunk Volume, you've heard of it now [Chorus] I kick the bitches out and let the girls in Your baby daddy shouts, you stole my girlfriend You see I'm on the prowl, I make the world spin, round Welcome to the pain in my life, yeah, baby [Verse 2] Suicide (Huh?), trust I might Tell 'em what my motto is fuck my life Don't need alcohol to upper-cut my wife So much rage I could crush my mic See I woke up on the wrong side of the bed My brain works but the whole left side of it is dead There's a little small gremlin inside of my head And lately I've been feeling like I'm living life on the edge But wait a minute, this ain't a gimmick, I can't pretend it I'ma scream it loud to the world just in case they forget it Be careful of some of the knowledge that you take from critics They tryin' to execute a nigga but I stay committed New topic, mind over matter Never needed my arms to climb up a ladder You wack niggas don't ever show signs of a rapper It's getting too serious for you? Why, what's the matter yo? [Verse 1] Yo, white eyes, black tee Ill rhymes, that's me Hollywood's now labeled as lame But I've been on that raw shit since I came in the game Fuck this! Rap niggas trying act like they punk rock Tight jeans, Mohawks screaming "fuck cops" Y'all should get your fucking nuts chopped You all look like you suck cock Bust shots if you hate me, yup, that'll fix the problem Put me out there, leave it up to Mr. Goblin To contribute to all the bullshit that's dropping So he can take his kids out Christmas shopping Look at the niggas I'm spinning circles around My verbal profound lyrics make them hurdle the town They washed up 'til they gurgle and drown, their whole dynasty I'm burning it down LFunk Volume, you've heard of it now [Chorus] I kick the bitches out and let the girls in Your baby daddy shouts, you stole my girlfriend You see I'm on the prowl, I make the world spin, round Welcome to the pain in my life, yeah, baby [Verse 3] Yeah, the black man's back There is no topic my raps can't smash The state of hip-hop that can't pass It's all full of shit like a fat man's ass (eww) May I please have just enough trust In you motherfuckers to leave the rust of us stuck I turn my head and now you're messing stuff up All that "You! Pull up!" Just shut the fuck up (Damn) I'm rude and I'm so wicked I'll make sure you never blow up like a balloon with a hole in it I knock hustlers for a livin', got muscles for the women Got puzzles for the children, blaow Plus I got a sick delivery, that'll have you niggas shivering And stunned from bombs I drop lyrically You can't touch my shit So I'ma end it just like this, suck my dick! [Chorus] I kick the bitches out and let the girls in Your baby daddy shouts, you stole my girlfriend You see I'm on the prowl, I make the world spin, round Welcome to the pain in my life, yeah, baby