this page is for my battles and what not
Lyrics
Once upon a time in Colorado
lived a kid with a neck like el diablo
a dope rapper was all he wanted to be
so he rapped about what he watched on tv
thought about songs that might be raw
so he decided to drop the banjo and heehaws
he lived a life strugglin' indecent
trailer parks and wife beatings
needed a name that was just as evil
Chris Brown's PO, NO, BLACK EYE CEO!
talkin bout how his hustles intense
thought he got dough just cuz he in bred
it was a life he hadn't lived yet
never made any sense, but plenty incest
knew he was a thug deep down inside
dyin to be a black guy, started with a black eye
a culture in which he was tryna get his feet wet
so little ryan seacrest, started spittin g sh**
on the real, Black eye entertainment
nobody finds black eyes entertaining
i rock stunna shades when its a sunny day
you rock stunna shades when somebody punched your face
if you think you're stickin me with black eye
you gon have to try and swing with a cracked spine
so don't you ever try and act fly
you don't want the drama, just ask rihanna
you a nark, cuz who all know dudes
gettin battered and bruised by, you know who
how you actin sick
when you the only ceo whos tax bracket is lower than mc hammer's is
you a trailer trash cousin f*** in piece of crap
plus you sound like a freakin nerd when you rap
but that's probably the real story of your life
damn i guess you're just horrible at life
