Typicul: What the fuck did i do wrong?
People hate me like I'm Satan, I
Make them be forsaken, I am greatly awaken I
Know I'm looking skinny, but i ate'em I filleted for breakfast
I'm restless, like I'm dating Mr. Tatum, I'm reckless
Lack of doom, swings that I've directed
I'm clapping to'em
And i contested a bag og shrooms
Got'em all bested like J.B got Orlando Bloom
I'm gonna make neckless, send me to a padded room
Whose screws are loose? Only time will tell
Im'a keep on moving like I got a zombie on my tail
Lines hypnotize and leave a sick breed of sheep
With a beat, you'll be with a six feet deep defeat
(BIATCH)
Best in all, taking you down with a pepper call
Like I got a clue what it is, you don't give a shit
What are you checking for?
Rapping like I'm undead, wrapping like a mummy
Im'a call up Miley, she's gonna come with a wreckingball!
Emjay: I hope I'm crossing a medic
Pretty soon cuz you goons are causing a headache
Don't know how often I've said it, yo
I'm only rapping, it's not like I'm torching a relic
So get off, you're anoying me like Officer Bellick
For real, I'm getting confused by this music or bullshit
Whatever you intitel it, amusement
Im'a stand up on a pulpit with a full clip and a bible
Psycho with a combo of a rifle and a crusifix
It's up for you to fix
But is it really, necesarely conpisacy
I'm rapping here, seriusly! (what?)
Sorry, that's my brain talking
It's not pain causing, I can hear the rain starting
Man, you think that your the shit? Well, thats sad...
Cuz i will flush you, cuz you smell to bad
And i can see tha siluets of you in the smoke
If you come any closer, I will slit you throte

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