I'm too stupid to give a f**k In a coupe or a tinted truck With a nuclear bazooka I'm puking the venom up When your future is a nuisance You tired of nuisances Gruesome how I grew up Screw up of how I abuse Defined music, I ain't want it to cost me Like a hallucinogen, Lucifer moved it to the building My music's too ruthless, yeah I just have to do this Blasting and blasting a tool of Massacring of Massachusetts Caption that, back flatted That's who the bastard is who asked him to do this Look what Afleck did when he took my ass out the sewer Splash your doors, grab the ass of your whores Keep the rap that I spit, I got a passion to do it I'm irrational, I hit the gas and crash in the Buick Drinking Captain and acting like an ass while I do it There ain't nothing like hip-hop music There ain't nothing like hip-hop dummy There ain't nothing like hip-hop pussy There ain't nothing like hip-hop money You should know who I am at the stage of the motherf**king game, yup! In his rib cage is the rage of a razor, brazed with dysplasia Hold on to your cage and be afraid of your neighbor There ain't nothing like hip-hop, stupid Was raised in the sewage and putrid bodily fluids I grew into a mutant like Turtles in Mutagen Ooze I mutilate crews, leaving stupid humans confused You're at home wearing tutus, jerking to Blue's Clues While I'm on a booze cruise feeling up huge boobs I been in a few feuds, and murdered a few dudes I'm popping a few ludes, and listen to Rude Jude I keep a TEC in the trunk, I listen to Juju I'm miserable rapping, practicing mystical voodoo These rappers is chewed food, I treat 'em like crude fuel Old-school, new-school, shit 'em like loose stool Got loose screws waving a deuce deuce on YouTube Rap while I'm two moves from solving a rubix cube Leave your bitch covered in the pool of pubics and lube Puking up spooge with both eyelids glued Never get it misconstrued, I be pissing missile fuel Mr. Cool get up in your bitch quicker than Zuul, yeah! There ain't nothing like hip-hop music There ain't nothing like hip-hop dummy There ain't nothing like hip-hop pussy There ain't nothing like hip-hop money You should know who I am at the stage of the motherf**king game, yup! In his rib cage is the rage of a razor, brazed with dysplasia Hold on to your cage and be afraid of your neighbor Okay, raise your hands if you wanna die tonight I have Jim Jones, punch, and bullets for the whole family! Currently I'm turbulently ill Controlling your mind of states Since rappers all cancer patients on stage before I kill Ether eat through you see through with a set of skill When they sweeping your feet from beneath you like a ninja will Call me too lethal, motion sickness, equal as Ezekiel Repo souls, turn you pitbulls into beagles squeal Hide inside this homicide, when we emerge Sadomasochistic, masked with axes looking like the f**king Purge Went from master to cow, either style I'll kill you pal Meanwhile, all you rappers really f**king ruin us So me and Slaine side-by-side killing like Korean warriors Reminiscing from a distance that I could destroy you in an instant Flys, let go in street mystic, real hip hop rock since I was an infant Lift was gone through Arizona now I really miss it That's why there ain't nothing like this hip-hop music, bitches! There ain't nothing like hip-hop music There ain't nothing like hip-hop dummy There ain't nothing like hip-hop pussy There ain't nothing like hip-hop money You should know who I am at the stage of the motherf**king game, yup! In his rib cage is the rage of a razor, brazed with dysplasia Hold on to your cage and be afraid of your neighbor