Lyrics
if you like me cool,
if you dont then fuck you,
cause i am, what i am, cause of the people like you,
but i doubt you, even know what im talking about,
if you turn the volume up, my rap slaps you stright in the mouth,
cause thats what im about, the sick sad reality,
my raps are like bloody mortal kombat fatality,
and if this song, ever makes it to Mtv,
this fuckin sentence will be fucking cencored to shit, see,
this shit would be, beeping louding than a smoke alarm,
cause i talk about drugs, more than a colmbian coke farm
i resist the charm,but no harm ever intended,
but i go by the words that i cleverly mended
each one of my punchlines are heavenly threded,
i hope you listined close, to everything when i said it
and i take credit when i put together every verb.
and if you havnt heard every word, then rewind and observe,
play it again, and listin to what im saying,
if it sounds a little weird,, its cause im not playing
the same loops and beats, that the radio played,
its the same loops and beats, that were overplayed, and decayed,
remixed and remade, released as new shit
the same bullshit, we heard on last weeks pop hit
but i hit you with, with something a little taboo,
and if you dont like, then fuck you, cuz
here we go again, same song same topic,
verse number 2, would could have knew i could top it,
if your sick of my voice, then feel free to stop it,
if you gotta rap of your own, feel free to drop it
and feel free to shock me, with one of your rhymes,
how many lines have you got, that could outshine mine,
but my lyrics arent designed to shine, their created to make you blind,
they were stated to let you find, the power of rhyme combined,
perfectly timed, and woven together,
my style is like the cold wet, winter weather,
and together they write and tell you a story,
some about pain, and some about glory, but dont worry,
their just words, and sentences,
i didnt create this to make somebody take offence to this,
and if you dont like my shit, then feel free to mention this,
take a pen and paper, write a letter and send me it,
and when i get it, ill just put it with the rest,
of you who wont confess, that you know im the best,
i know what its like to be stressed, and have shit on my mind,
its like a slow death, like drinknig a bottle of terpintine,
we all feel blind, and sometimes without sight,
we're all supermen, and we all got our own criptonite,
and we all have enimys, their will always be playahaters,
and we all been stabbed in the back by trators,
all that he said she said bullshit fakers,
we're all givers and takers, but some of us are greedy,
some of us feed off the misery of the needy,
we all have a label, what do you label me,
i started this rap shit, with if i die tonight,
people saw me like a goth freak, but your just not listining right,
i write how i feel, we all felt trapped,
alone in our own little world where we cant adapt,
we cant be who we wanna be, we follow the people we see,
act how other people act, and see wut they see,
our youth have become sheep, with no individuality,
clones to the system, brainwashed by TV,
their was a day, where a mohoc was the fashion for metel heads,
then david beckham got one, and suddenly its on everyones head,
do you see my point im making their are no purebreds,
its like the night of the living, but self image is dead
surrounded by zombies, with no destany,
all dead in the mind, and being comtroled by fantacy,
but ill never let my soul be custemised by TV, ,
my individuality is liek a trademark to me,
and if you dont like it, cause im not like you?,
you look at me and judge me cuz on my periceings and tattoos,
yes my style is morbid, i talk about destruction,
i talk about death, cause its an every day function,
but nobody wants to listin to the truth, they close their eyes,
living behind narror minds and deceatful smiles,
but the reality shows in the faces of pedofiles,
wife beaters, rasists and
