Lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, i've been killing it since age 12, i take 12 minutes to get consistant with the rhytm and raise hell,
i write tales about growing a new desease and rape elves and take pills,
so who wants to be the next victim, times 'a tickin, bust into a baptism and splash venom,
spittin the venom which burns, kicking 'em with urge, flipping candles over to burn,
watch the priest flipping out like women with skirts,
i'm illa than Johnson, you're feeling my toxics,
i'm always hearing what mom says,
she always say: Get up, get out, i don't want you in the house,
now look where i am, holding a Thompson,
before i leave this church i'm leaving a bomb set,
next stop for me is the doctor who said that I'm sick,
sent me to a hospital, locked, and became amish,
writing on my walls, yeah, i've lost it.
[chorus]
alright, i'm done with the silly sh** , i got pounds of my lyric sheets,
i'm outbound of getting millions, maybe now i'll be found with Google affiliates,
i'm making you ferious, i'm hearing but i'm clearly deaf,
you wish you had a mind like mine for rhymes,
but you don't,so you sit down, online and pick fights,
like whatchu gona get out of that mister,
mister ass kisser, who probably secretly likes Rixer,it'sa,
it's a, common error done by some dumbs,
who actually like to hum to my songs, like hmm-hm-hmm-hm,
ever since i was 9 with a five dollar mic and spittin rhymes,
people have been hating on me, 25hours a day, 9 days out of the week,
now look at me, spitting flem to this MXL,
adobe audition hoping i might excell,
maybe one day my name Rixer will ring a bell, but for now.
[chorus]
