My demeanor is mean But I’m cleaner than clean Like a Hungry Man dinner No Lean Cuisine Bitch I’m boutta be famous Like Charlie Sheen Then I’ll die on Christmas Like Martin, Dean Come back to life I’m seventeen A worldwide tour Is my monthly routine Then I realize I’m dreaming This can’t be true Sleeping in my parent’s basement And I’m twenty two Five years of my life Washed right down the drain Now I’m feeling so numb Like novocaine Bitch I’m feeling insane But I can still rap (barely) I’m feeling like allah In ackbar’s trap Bitch I don’t need a strap My body is a weapon I’ve been squeezing necks like lemons Ever since I was eleven And I got a confession I never learned my lesson I still make people feel threatened I’m a motherfucking felon I’m not going to heaven I’m smelly like resin I’m poison like venom Expressing aggression At any given second It’s depressing Ten years of therapy without progression I know you got some questions But I’ll fucking leave you guessingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
