3 Verses

[Intro]

It's like this and like that and like this

It's like this and like that and like this

[Verse 1]

I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless, patrolling corners

Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters

I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beating James Todd, Sr

And smackin' his back with vacuum cleaner attachments

I grew up in the wild hood as a hazardous youth

With a fucked up childhood that I used as an excuse

And ain't shit changed but kept the same mind-state

Since the third time that I failed 9th grade

You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it

I don't promote violence I just encourage it

I laugh at the sight of death as I fall down a cement flight of steps

And land inside a bed of spider webs

So throw caution to the wind, you and a friend

Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again

Shit, why not? Blow your brain out, I'm blowing mine out

Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now

[Verse 2]

It's only fair to warn, I was born with a set of horns

And metaphors attached to my damn umbilical cord

Warlord of rap that'll bash you with a 2 by 4 board

And smash into your Honda Accord with a 4 door Ford

But I'm more towards droppin' an acappella that'll chop a fella

To Mozzarella, worse than a helicopter propeller

Got you locked in the cellar with your skeleton showing

Developing anorexia while I'm standing next to ya

Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death

With an IV in your veins feeding you liquid darvocet

Pumping you full of drugs, pull the plugs

On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs

Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven

To receiving with the asses ripped out of they pants and given

A less than 20 percent chance of living

Have a possible placement, it's a hospital patient

Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement

Doctor Kevorkian has arrived

To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'm still alive!"

Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp

And pulling your Adam's apple out through your mouth

Better call the fire department, I've hired an arson

To set fire to carpets and burn up your entire apartment

I'm a liar to start shit

Got your bitch wrapped around my dick

So tight, you need a crowbar to pry her apart with

Motherfucker

Slim Shady, bitch

[Verse 3]

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg

Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg

Go to bed with the keg, wake up with the 40

Mix it with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D

Fuck an acid tab, I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead

Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead

No more said, case closed, end of discussion

I'm blowing up like spontaneous human combustion

Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas

Cross the bombers? We blowing up your house killing your parents

And coming back to get your foster mommas

And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus

Cause I ain't making no more threats

I'm doing drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets

I'm more or less sick in the head

Maybe more cause I smoked crack today, yesterday and the day before

Saboteur, walk the block with a Labrador

Strapped with more corral for war than El Salvador

Foul style galore, verbal cow manure

Coming together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure!

Motherfucker