Son, you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 
Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick 
Two pills I pop 'til my pupils swell up like 2 pennies 
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties 
A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass 
Little raps can't shoot thru his glass pants 
I'm like a monkey at night, fightin' with bright lightning 
Frightened with 5 little white Vicodin pills bitin' him 
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost 
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls 
I'll light a candle and place it up on the mantle 
Grab a knife with a blade, and stab you with the fuckin' handle 
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin' 
It's just too late, cuz what you hung from the drapes is curtains 
I'm an instigator, 380 slug penetrator 
Degrading, creating murders to kill haters 
Accused for every crime known thru the equator 
They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators 
My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge 
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face 
Wit a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi, I do shit on purpose 
You never hear me say "forgive me" 
I'm snatchin' every penny 
It gotta be that way nigga, face it 
That weed I sold to you brigade pasted 
You high and I make the president get a face lift 
Niggas just afraid, handin' me they bracelets 
Chillin' in the lab, wasted 
I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic 
Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site 
And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight 

Son, you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit 
Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick 
Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit 
Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick 

I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire 
Slash your tires, find Dom, Finkel and Mya 
Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired 
Jackin' my dick off in the bed, a barb wire 
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?) 
Bitch, can't you read the flyer?? 'bout a guest, would be Richard Pryor 
(Aren't you a male dancer?) 
Nah bitch, I'm retired 
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron 
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip 
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip 
Lettin' the record skip 
Lettin' the record skip 
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' 
It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my Pit Bull an abortion 
Some bitch asked for my autograph 
I called her a horse, spit beer in her face and laughed 
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam 
All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom 

Ay-yo, flashback, 2 feets 
Too deep up in that ass crack 
We ain't laced with somethin', nigga pass that 
And after that, we only hang out with hash rats 
Had to stop the violence loudly, I blast gats 
Be your momma publishin', get your ass capped 
The Caniver, divide up your cash stack 
Raid your mothafuckin' pockets, ass half 
I don't need a platinum chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's 
Born loser, half theif and half black 
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at 
Bitch smacked, a rich rapper get a Jag jack 
And found chopped up in a trash bag 

Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell 
Cuz they true as fags, sweeter than bake sales 
Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace 
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than 9 hoodlums 
I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle 
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you 
Get executed, cuz I'm a looney 
I got a yuck mouth and it's polluted 
I cock it back then shoot itI love snatchin' up playas, thugs and young ballas 
Shoot up the household, even the young potnas 
Brigade, lyricate to bring the noise 
While the bloods break your bones up like Christmas toys 
If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with Polo 
A big Chinese nigga, screamin' ah yo yo 
I leave ya face leakin' 
Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin' 
Take a swing at the deacon 

I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight 
I was straight until I got caught sellin' em shaped 
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent 
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent 
With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order 
I've been a con artist since I was swimmin' in water 
In cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out Von 
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb (special delivery) 
I signed to a local label for fun 
Say I got cancer, get dropped an advancement and run 
Ride by you in the rain while you carry your son 
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none 
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun 
Got a reputation for havin' niggas run up they funds 
Used to be the type of nigga that was full of someone's 
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough 

Suck my motherfuckin' dick 
Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen 
Assed you like a stank slut bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands 
Bizarre kid 
Swifty McBay 
The Con Artist 
The Caniver 
Dirty Harry 
Haha, and Slim Shady.

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