Despicable

[Intro]

Ugh, ha (Da-na-na-na-na-na)

Nah, fuck an intro, man, let's just go (Yeah)

[Verse]

I come around like what goes around

What goes up must come down

Anyone who comes up must go down

Might as well go for the gusto now

Better not let up, better not let them breathe

Last shot, give it all you got

Try to turn me down, bitch

Get fucked with a volume knob, fuck all you snobs

Hoes, I hope all you rot

Two bottles of Lubriderm and a box of condoms

Is that all you brought?

And you want a ménage à trois, you twats?

Fuck that, I'd rather turn this club to a barroom brawl

Get rowdy as Roethlisberger in a bathroom stall

Like a leech stuck in a vacuum, y'all

Ain't nothing but a whole lot of sucking going on in rap

Yeah, but I'm home, bad to the bone, back in the zone

Let him alone, you don't wanna go eggin' him on

It'll never be my chair that you own

Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain, no oxygen—other words, there's no heir to the throne

When I die, so does hip-hop

Hitchcock of the shit, bitch, ask Doc, got it ziplocked

In a bag, you fags

Ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high-top

Keep bloggin' while I mind-boggle and I zone like I'm in the twilight, dawg

Get off my bone, this is my mic, dogg-one it, I like hoggin' it

Flows so wet, I'ma take this beat tobogganing, I'm waterloggin' it

I'm sogging it, pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it

Suplexing it on cement

Like I'm on some "Straight Outta Compton" shit

Take this dick and chomp on it

I'm so bad I can bitchslap a backhanded compliment

Jackass, eat a donkey dick

The game, I just about conquered it

Like Donkey Kong, I'm bonkers, bitch

I'm the king of this honkey shit

I reign supreme in this honkey shit

No sense screaming and arguing

Makes no difference whether a Benz or a Bentley

Or a Beamer's the car you in

You think you ball? Well, I palm it, I throw up bombs when I vomit

Boy, I throw down in the kitchen, might hit your mom with my omelette

But you got egg on your face, now watch me drop an atomic

I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze, bitch, I'm as

Batshit as Ozzy, it's obvious, you can tell right off the bat

No pun intended, but come any closer, I'll bite off your head

Tryna give me the finger's kinda like giving a spider the web

I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage

I'll catch a fly in that bitch, you think you fly, you just food

I give as much of a flying fuck as that Superman dude

Guess I just do what you can't do and make you look stupid and bamboozled

Confused as usual and you can get whipped, she can open a can, too

But you better hope you can handle the heat or stay the fuck outta Hell's Kitchen

I came to cockblock like a square fucking male chicken

Yeah, it's Shady, slut, the rest can suck on that big one

'Cause I'm as despicable as Daffy Duck when I'm spittin'

[Outro]

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