Lyrics
Rub a little on my gums,
'coz I ain't at home, twiddlin' my thumbs,
and you can tell I'm a thug,
'coz I don't give a f*** ,
cocaine's a hell of a drug.
From the P, got so many fiends.
So my buddy got a job, but get it by any means.
I'ma bring home the bacon, like Jimmy Dean's.
So in case you want a taste of the base,
I'ma put it in your face and shake, shake the place,
Mac 11 in the waist, we don't wear skinny jeans.
I'll split your face.
We drink Patron.
I'm rich, you're Chase,
mixed with Al Capone,
or John Gotti and Charlie Manson.
American psycho, everybody thizzle dancin',
and I'm a misfit with my wrists slit.
Rose gold stones, why so twisted?
So descriptive, masochistic.
Pass the Privilege, as specific.
That's the business, money over b*** es.
Something's wrong, I'm calm like Tom Petersen.
Then I'm Buffalo Bill, kill, I'ma need her skin.
I'm my brother, I'm Jeffrey Dahmer.
I'm my momma, I'm Norman Bates.
I love it, and every summer I'm knockin' on heaven's gates.
I'm ridin' on twenty eights.
Can't go on normal dates,
'coz every girl I know thinks my car levitates.
I'm on my grizzle, I can't like hoes.
I do the thizzle dance, American psychos.
Baby I can never choose.
Maybe it's just a clever ruse.
Every time that I refuse,
you tempt me, my empty muse.
A pentagram inside my hand.
No A/C in my van.
AC/DC my band.
Look where I stand.
With contraband, running from the damn man.
It's just fam, I just ran.
Doin' dumb stuff, put on thumbcuffs.
Eat her, gory, Peter Lorre.
Here's the story, Judas Priest.
Wait, you diss, I do the least.
Contemplate suicide - who am I? Who are you?
Who's your friend, I'ma do her too.
That's my premise. I'm a chemist.
Dismemberment. Domain. Put hydraulic acid in your brain.
Call my profanity plain insanity.
Call my vanity f*** in' Danity.
Came with my manatee.
Call me Jeffrey, you left me with no choice,
but to leave you completely empty, literally no voice.
Cut throat, we so violent.
It's the asylum, moment of silence.
Baby I can never choose.
Maybe it's just a clever ruse.
Every time that I refuse,
you tempt me, my empty muse.
Baby I can never choose.
Maybe it's just a clever ruse.
Every time that I refuse,
you tempt me, my empty muse.
Baby I can never choose.
Maybe it's just a clever ruse.
Every time that I refuse,
you tempt me, my empty muse.
