Fuck What Ya Heard

I'm angry as shit, call it irritable bowels/

They ain't heard me yet, that's why they sound like fuckin' owls/

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Well you can have the world 'cause the universe is ours/

 

Fuck what ya heard, 'cause in reality there's no authority/

Supposedly I can't buy a drink, but they'll still go to war with me/

Say I went and never came back, what would the story be?

Young hero dies at war? Nah they'd probably be ignoring me/

 

Listen up quick, 'cause I am the man with the plan/

I'm stronger and I'm smarter like He-Man on C-Span/

I'll fuck your shit up like I was the Jackie Chan/

I heard you fap so much that you can jack it with each hand/

 

That shit was so insensitive, insecure as the rest of 'em/

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/

We'll sit back and reminisce, so pay attention, remember this

We are the chosen ones and it's time for our exodus/

 

Fuck what ya heard/

Too stoned to kill a bird/

guess I'll just throw my words/

and thank Doom for his herbs/

 

Fuck what ya heard/

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Fuck undergroung/

I'm going underworld/

 

Puffin' on stramonium. 'Bout to go pro like Joe and them/

East side till I die, Brooklyn is my residence/

So rap and I go back like asses in car seats/

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

 

Fuck what ya heard/

Too stoned to kill a bird/

guess I'll just throw my words/

and thank Doom for his herbs/

 

Fuck what ya heard/

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Fuck undergroung/

I'm going underworld/