You if you get knocked by the cops You'll give 'em not even a in the arraignment, shoot the bailiff Karate the plaintiff Gotti the stainless just call that shoddy entertainment If y'all was in the party faded On molly, had the audience You wouldn't catch a body if it Probably let it fall and hit the But be the first lobbyin' to claim it Bitch, stop bein' a Your hobby is in robbery and dismemberin' limbs Like you was Tommy Sells And chainsawing in the basement Hardly fits your job Ain't dippin' out the back of the club like, "Oh my God, trippin'" Only you get the blade is probably the dang lawn equipment, ain't it? Wouldn't a bobby pin and wave it I to stop bein' debated You're copyin', Xeroxing, I'm still coppin' a feel Bill Cosby at will, popping a pill spill Oxys in Jill's coffee Then send her out to the hotel lobby a wobbly and still groggy This fucks reprehensible misconducts, never sensible my butt, my set of principles is gone But 'til I get the President to My pen and is a missile launcher And send it to Mitch Just as big of a bitch Donald Shit's on, Let me this shit soprano While I do it Ivanka, arm her While I'm hittin' on And song's for all ya
nobody likes me, everybody hates me They me to go eat some worms I hope you And drag my name through the mud, the dirt But I'ma make you eat words I hope you You can try to me down, but you better let me up you're only gonna make things worse I hope you 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm gonna let up
'Til everybody my turds
drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me Like Justin Harris at a nursery Goin' ham at candy yam on cam I'm gettin' handys with the sanny, Xannys in the Caddy I'm objects, so I'm batting cobwebs From a daddy And ham trending, got the camera Xanax, a hammock and a Santa hat I'm like a damn mechanic With a chick that looks Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent Twice your age and I'm half it up? Nah Not that I know of, Basement just got a frickin' overhaul, got a stripper pole Started rollin' all through those like a bowlin' ball Like an overdose on the ratio of Propofol and go no withdrawal While I get fellatio and a facial to an interracial blow-up doll and Rachel so appalled, so's my manager Bitch I am mature, fuck a pro Coast is clear, but to go from here And nobody's close, so don't They ain't near, I'm way over here My competition see me 'Cause I don't own a But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and I'm so narcissistic, I fart, I sniff it Do a fake dab to smell my with it anxiety's throwin' gang signs But I made strides these raid blinds I'm back on women hate crimes Like Ray Rice he FaceTimes Bang, bang, bang, time knives to butcher them gay wives You couldn't eat the same size As the I push into Caputo when I... Pull 'em like... sleigh stab a bitch at least eight times To make it on I came to my claim like a canine Waitin' in a line So Kellyanne Conway, I'm a bad hombre
Come play, dance on me been making wedding plans all day
'Cause likes me, everybody hates me They me to go eat some worms I hope you And drag my name through the mud, the dirt But make you eat your words I hope you You can try to me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're gonna make things worse
I hope you 'Cause I when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my
Eight year old with the Girl, take pole like a survey Today wasn't my But I'm caked up like a dessert So in shape 'Cause in a slurrin' state I'm a 10, an 8 Like I do before, after, and during rape You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's And they a fool out of what I pulled out him R. Kelly with a bladder Not in high school, grad, I'm not a But I'm so that I'm droppin' out with my degrees It's the same as I got in (zero) But nobody's hotter, you owe me my I owe you nada a lonely partner that blow me Told you I'm so dirty, homie you can throw me in holy water With some on And get to soakin', try to get to a hole in Why you hoes be off? And I won't be washed You hope to God I don't explode, I gotta blow spot up, though I got a lotta I put the sugar coating on it though 'Cause sometimes you can feel like your expired Rap's got you drained, dead tired, You feel like a wet pile of But look, man, the feds buggin' my phone, uh huh I get why you're But you gotta get your fire Catch fire, get upset and back Is what I myself times get bad 'Cause sometimes I get sad Well I the same advice I had And myself like I used to tell Hailie, when life's a drag Told her to do like her dad, cry, get mad 'Cause little baby belong in diaper bags I'm hyper, by the time you see side of me I'm right in ass the pen, I up for the kid who had to put up the bullies at his school (at his school) You have to have no money or go shoppin' to cop a fuckin' attitude Now my amountin' to a mountain, it's too high to count it Never to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every that I was doubted But then I think about it and I'm 'Cause I figured out that if I was paid For the I spent to put the pen to the page It'd be wage But it's in my head and if I hunted for the bread And what I wanted was to be the one they was scared of But I'm never gonna get the for the and blood I put up in the pen And when I'm dead I wonder will they put me on a
Or forget I was this incredible I guess I better go harder than 'cause I'll never get Another mothafuckin' opportunity To offend as many people with this I can, simply I can
nobody likes me, everybody hates me They me to go eat some worms I you offended And drag my name the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your I you offended You can try to hold me down, but you let me up 'Cause only gonna make things worse I hope you 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never let up everybody eats my turds