![]() You can call me an asshole, I'm glad, ‘cause… I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sitĪnd I'm thankful for every fan that I get ‘Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it Till I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in So they always keep asking the same fucking questions ‘Cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"Īnd pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation That I wish that I would just die or get firedĪnd dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class cityīut I'm glad, ‘cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burning, and I have returned Where were the parents at? And look where it's at! ![]() When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his schoolĪnd they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin With the bullshit they pull, ‘cause they full of shit too When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense, it's constantĪnd, "Oh, it's his lyrical content, the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses"Īnd it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you My tank is on empty, no patience is in meĪnd if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me I don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out That's been eating me recently off of this chest The most meanest MC on this on this EarthĪnd since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curseĪnd just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that worksĪnd it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tensionĭispensing these sentences, getting this stress Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
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