(Verse)
I’ll snap your arm in a pretzel and jack on your car rental
And stab you in the back if I could with a sharp pencil
Honey you aren’t special, just the forth ass I’m hittin’
I’ll pour gas on your Civic and force your ass in it
No more shit is said I’m done, I hate people
My brain’s lethal, inject ‘roids with eight needles
Shit ain’t legal but just one spark to the diesel and I’m catching on fire like the Notre Dame cathedral
My shit is raw like steak with lesser sauce
Pissing off my dentist because I never floss
Cutting off this chicks arm and taping it near my balls so every time that I walk she’ll be jacking me off
I’m colder than Jack Frost holding a hacksaw
I’m mad dog, ‘bout to attack with my fucking mask off
Scary like tax laws, bury a Sasquatch
I’ll go quarterback on these fags like Terry Bradshaw
I don’t function on my own when I’m drunk and all alone
If that baby keeps on crying I’m a punch it in it’s throat
Got a dysfunctional home, that’s something you don’t know
Pumping these drugs in my veins ‘till my arms explode
I’ll fucking hold an M-80 right up inside your ass crack
With a gun in my left hand wearing a fucking black mask
Criticizing me? thinking I got some wack raps?
I’ll go in the back, grab a knife and fucking backstab your ass
Punk bitch talk about some backlash
You just got your ass handed to you
(In a trash bag)
Add up my numbers and see if you pass math class
If you happened to fail that you’re a jackass
Killer on the loose smashing through your window
Shattering all the glass in the back with a black pistol
A savage individual rapping it’s that simple
I’ll take a fucking nap in the back of your dad’s limo
If I just make the sound of a whistle you come on over
Or I’m a blade your ass to the grass like a lawn mower
A pot smoker, homosexual pawn broker
This fucking girl is scared to look at me like I’m a choke her
Well guess what? you guessed right
I’m single now creeping down to Kendall’s house
Just to fuck her like an ex-wife
Fuck your advice you fucking transvestite
Flash my dick out my car when you stuck at a red light
Psychopath ready to come and slice your ass
Might come back and just rub a child’s ass like I’m Michael Jack-son
Forget the past I’ll just go and take a nap
Sweating out my ass I got a diaper rash
Sike, that’s for a laugh, wasn’t true I take it back
Ain’t nobody fucking with somebody with a sweaty ass
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