I'm to start a violent spark with a silent thought I disgust you like from the shop to The Wired Frog Night club, shit, I was if you see these on fire You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no department So you may not sirens at all But don't be alarmed if I off Something ain't right with me, dawg A martyr on a charter, whose life could be harder Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm retarded But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self I might just hop in a pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a with a locksmith Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in Frantic, I'm in a closet Panic attack cause I'm No, faggot, I mean I maneuver from movement I had no room for improvement I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it Toxic, hands are arsenic, bars, examine the content Bar exam, start of Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson snarls, cannibal jaws Shark mandibles, that'll slaughter Looking as Hannibal stocking Anthony Hopkins with his in his pockets Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka But I gallon knockers I bet you they ring a bell when I come back and I'm What happened, I passed out again Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Doxon Fell asleep watching Fear and Scare Tactics Too close to the stair Poked a hole in the air and popped it up shortly there after, hungover No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it Air Max in my closet, preposterous made out of ostrich And the cross is a cross mix Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, crotches Swats watches and matches with the parkers But it's like being overstepped at a gym With all these trainers, but I have any boxers And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted paper you write raps on, obnoxious Yo, why does it always sound like I'm my nostrils? that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle 'em all I'll stand there and yell mad at a the mannequin doll scatter the inanimate objects That I'm badder than all, shatter and Cause I the track And I'm starting to get amped, I'mma spark with 'em Like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a But I sure as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get And I'd catch the charge, but I got a hunch like your back when arching When I start attacking squadron You'll feel like Master Card when I'm So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you Like Clay Matthews the Green Bay Packers So get the sack of That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I You faggots are all gonna do my Don't get to the auction Neiman Marcus, bags of the I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this Stretched, tinted, black my ass See I'm at you wack when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave In a fucking cab to go shopping Affable guy next is laughable My next whore's have mechanical arms That'll jack me off a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor No emotion hence I guess this prick dies hard I got a Johnson It's like a magic wand allows me to not let a arouse me If Ronda Rousey was on the couch, the condoms out Holding a thousand Magnums at once, to Pounce How I laugh in response how she dances and flaunts it me Her flat little badonkadonk is bouncing And all I see is [?] she's slaughterhouse in a And Madonna with mud on her, got dammit I a I slap [?] a lobster, throw her off a balcony so happens she's fond of Al Cause now she's on the concrete Complete lack of Half you assholes ain't strong to pick up a spirit Shit, you faggots couldn't shoplift at a thrift But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my is this now Five discount Been rapping so I've been killing this shit, it's easy Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in bitch, thievery for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit Always scared if I went to the blonde I relapse, get to some bullshit Perhaps I'll launch some taunts at Action Bronson and Mac Miller and Asher Roth Have some back and And record a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's Control And perform Fack in plays] Yo, I put shit on a Greatest Hits album Now was awesome It takes some balls to do some shit like that Sometimes I have to ponder why are like (I'll around) And put up my crap so long for What's the attraction, Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual entendre Or the pointy that's pointing at you, mama? Who knows at this point, it's always so meh Still get along this voice cause that's the monster So do-si-do a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that What they don't know is the fact Rihanna me Pinocchio, meh She the way I lie Sits on my face and for my nose to grow Pathological liar, oh, why am I such an That disguise pants, but they on fire So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off Sabotage Christmas, crap in stocking I'm wrapping up all the In fucking camouflage so you can't find 'em Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and Put the basket back while the bath salt are gone Know you really tired of me Billy Squier But classic rock acid rap is the Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Chocula Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan Bandwagoners kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em Kim Basinger on the ass