WHO WANTS TO PLAY

I hate what's happening,

but being depressed won't happen again.

Fuck that, fuck crap, won't touch that.

Where my happy people at?

Stand u where your sat,

throw a cap up like graduation, congratulation.

You grumpy fucks not standing wearing a hat,

you need vacations, some sunny foreign nation.

You're like 80's vid games you need better animations.

Cheer up this ain't some altercation.

Enough about those grumps,

attitude like dumps, they're garbage,

like high rent cost even in the slums,

they just sit on their rumps,

with their bodies in a slump lower than Millie Cryrus

working her bodies top half when twerking.

You might believe this,

I didn't either so this isn't a Millie diss,

'cause what you won't believe is.

But I have one thing in common with little miss.

It's not the twerk, shut up you jerks.

See we're both cannonballs,

willing to break threw walls until what's blocking us falls.

Wow went from mad dumb dumbs to making you picture mollies naked bum.

I really hope you pictured my naked ass on the ball that won't pass.

I hope I scarred you forever, one no shrink will never fix and I mean ever.

This is a happy zone, quick someone roll a cone,

let's watch a Jackass break some bones. Let's get tattooed like Steve-O just ones to laugh at, nah fuck all that. I've already got mine, they're not really fine, I like 'em so pay 'em no mind. Like two tats on my arms say, both practically mean the same, okay. Ones about me being "Zen" when Mike E's not holding a pen. The other one proclaims that "I Don't Care", that you probly knew if we're being fare. Goes for using pens or my voice, it's truly not like it's my choice. You can take your blame up with God, he made me to be real, my whole life it's been my deal. So "Say What You Say", like Eminem and Dr Dre. It's truthfully okay, it doesn't effect me, no way. Second rap of the day, Mike E says, "Who Wants To PLAY?".