@Bambino,
get the guillotines , i freestyle off the head
get the listerine , imma clean up my cred
abilities, make ya drop to ya knees
and make ya belive
my ****, think realin than me, dont even try it
yall think swag is guidance to life and
yall think ya fly , but im higher AND flier than pilots
bein real isnt always talkin about ya life ya fool
but ill some up my whole life in a few
bars, im nothin but anger teenager
with all this crazy anger
that builds and builds till i cant even feel the guilt inside of me
imma be toxic fiend fillin ya airways
with name, maybe flyin on airplanes
thats when i got the fame
that when ya know im at the top of game
just another rapper who's gonna go
out with a bang , yall candycanes
coated with sugar
no one is gooder than the goodest , thats us
nevermind my terminology
you never gonna get an apology
ill jus school ya brain and **** ya up , no psychology
can fix ya, --when i rip and flip this script up
turn around say ya bitch is lickin my nuts in ya pick up
thought you were a detective detectin my lyrics
now you justa victom, gettin pounded around
like a kick drum
tellin me to slow done , dont know how
oh wow hes in zone now
imma bout to go out
still hungry though, with a foamed mouth--
oh im jus doin my own thing
dont brag swag or gotta gold ring
still gotta full tank , im still going
so sickended when i flip the tongue
when i spit the dung
nothin but illest ****
i know ya head was bobbin
so keep prenteding like ya werent feelin it
pete rock instrumental
