Born loser, half theif and half black
I signed to a local label for fun
Bizarre kid, swifty McVeigh, The Kon Artis
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
Chillin' in the lab wasted
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
That weed I sold to you, brigade laced it
'Cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
They knew I did it for havin' blood on my 'gators
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin' in water
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
I'm an instigator, 380 slug penetrator
Lettin' the record skip
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands
Get executed, cuz I'm a luni
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough
With the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent
Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin' they funds
I was straight 'til I got caught sellin' 'em shake
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site
Frightened with five little white Vicadin' pills bitin' him
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
Accused for every crime known through the equator
I love snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers
Gruesome and causin more violence than nine hoodlums
And found chopped up in a trash bag
You hidin' I make the president get a facelift
Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son
You never hear me say, forgive me
I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
Degradin', creatin' murders to kill haters
Weed laced with somethin' nigga pass that
And even at the million man March we gon' fight
So the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm the type that'll drink kahlua and gin throw up on the mic
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid twenties
In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
I'm snatchin' every penny it gotta be that way nigga, face it
(Damn!)
Slashin your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face
Take a swing at the deacon
I leave ya face leakin' run up in church
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
In cahoots with this nigga named fall out von
Lettin' the record skip
Brigade barricade to bring the noise
I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
Nah bitch, I'm retired
I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
I used to tell cats that I sold weed and weight
Niggaz just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
A big Chinese nigga, screamin Kuniva yo yo
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
Some bitch asked for my autograph
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
At a stop the violence rally, I blast gats
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
Be your mom on publishin', get your ass capped
I got a yuk mouth and it's polluted, I cock it back then shoot it
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Want your motherfuckin' pockets,ascap
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?)
And smack the preacher while he's preachin
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
(Aren't you a male dancer?)
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck my dick
Suck my motherfuckin dick, D-12 dirty motherfuckin' dozen
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
We stranglin' rappers until the point they can't yell
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
Bitch it's too late
Bitch didn't you read the flyer?
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get their jag jacked
