I got a story to tell
Crazy glue, make sure you get it in the cracks and crevices
To put me back together is
Not an easy task, but it's not like I asked you to do it
It was your choice the whole time, you knew it
So you're here to build me back up?
Start with the legs and work your way up
Used to usin' to run so please pay extra attention
When you piece the flesh back together sect...
I'm just a ghost of my former self
Formin' a non-formidable more bionicle toxin of mental health
Was never born into wealth
I jumped out of my mother with two horns stickin' outta myself
God is in the details
Relay my message now from what planet he hails
It pales in comparison to mix with the f***in' beat
Like Wookies and Harrison did it
Rooky be handlin' his business
Rottin' your f***in' bra...
It's so simple
Got a whole list of issues
Inside of my brain
Gathered right next to the temple
Write all my rhymes in pencil
So I can erase 'em
The morning after I write em
I wake up, read them and hate them
Remember later, lay them down
And made them understand
Sometimes a rapper suck
There's nothing I can do to change them
Man, it's like I told you before
You don't listen to me
So I don't li...
Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl I know.
Not like Return of the Living Dead was a true story, this is... there's been no fabrications.
This is all true, exactly the way I saw it. Listen up.
Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. You listening? Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. Ho.
There you go, it's your name. He don't mean...
Step one in your mission: gather information
Get on the internet, perfect for bomb makin'
First you need some fertilizer, it's the shit
For construction of a bomb, also the main ingredient
Some ammonium nitrate, preferably light-weight
Rent the rider's truck, think about the impact it might make
Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
for sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T...
I've been told i was a joke my whole life
Lower class white trash low life
When I look to the future i don't see no wife
No house no kids no job no cars no love no money
In other words no one
so how come i still feel the need to overcome
But I don't run, I wont cuz i can't
and i know, i hear them laughing
Peasants to the top man
Its the under class, better cut your verse in half
and there's so...
In A City With No Name
So whatcha think about mortality
How are these motherf***ers running America
Squeaking by like the sound of my sneakers
Weaker versions of the father
Hardly none of you mother f***ers even bothered to vote nope
Neither did I, seamless as I
Try to mend myself into the thread of American life
I find myself all alone with a knife and a cell phone
I feel so out...
Hi beautiful. I missed you while I was gone.
Sup homie? I wrote you this song.
I'd be better off dead 'cause both chedder and bread
Have alluded me since I was a little shithead.
So instead of working the 9 to 5 job
I'll settle for what I am, a white trash slob.
So I guess I'm destined to sit in this cesspool
'Til somebody pass me a blade or a pistol.
I've had it up to here, I'm most sincere
What's up everybody, can I come in?
Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here.
Check it out.
My life in general is just a joke
but it's simple, cracka, broke
Everyone of these stupid f***ing lyrics I wrote
in my notebook, put a gun to my head, that's all folks
Look, that's all it took, easy as pie
American dream, take a slice, Americans lie
Americans die every day, American mothers askin
Every one of my lyrics when you hear it
it'll burn your face as sulfuric acid
If you're holdin' the microphone I suggest you pass it.
Hand it over quickly
Sickly's the only way I know how to drop it
Every time I kick it people look at me like my name's
Ripley's Believe it or Not
Got a wonderful time slot here at the Zero Hour
Been laughed at for rappin' ever since I was a little coward
By all ...
I'm hollow to the core, yeah my bones are empty
No marrow, no mass, but heart I got plenty
Though no blood flows through these veins, somethin' is in me
Lyndon, Jimmy, Deloris, Jerry and Uncle Ricky
My whole family tree 'bout as normal as me
Everybody got they own story of what's supposed to be
And what could've been, what should've been
Should've been led on to the fact that I'm destined to n...
Hey Mom, hey Dad, I'm home
Look, Hunny, it's our little mistake
Come give mommie a hug, but be careful, I'm on the rag
Mmm, cherry slushies for everyone
Haha, how was your day?
For starters it sucked ass 'cause my boss is a d***head
God handed out sticks and gave me the shit-end
Ridden with hoes, no kiddin' like one's spittin'
Got two right on my neck, three blister and on my d***-end