Let me show you

Let me show you how i’m a thug,

Faked my ninth grade high-school report,

Few years later i’m in the supreme court,

Crime is my favourite sport,

That’s why I almost got an after birth abortion,

I’m a thug who grew up in the streets,

Used to go around crucifying people dressed in white sheets,

Now i’m just smoking blunts and spitting bars on top of beats,

I’mma pay back all my haters without a receipt,

Tell those motherfuckers I don’t take defeats,

If you see me with a gun you’d better retreat,

Or i’ll leave your body on the street, be deceased,

Then i’ll take yo remains and cut them to pieces,

Another collage to hang on my wall of faeces,

Media can’t fathom me cause i'm a different species,

A different genus, family, kingdom, a different human breed,

They didn’t expect a non-black homo sapien to ever accede,

The title of the best rapper, now bow down to me on your knees,

Give me your clothes, sunglasses and car keys,

Now they see a white woman with a brown man,

It's King Kong all over again, but with an Orang-utan,

All these rappers sound like 2 girls and 1 cup,

The fuck you rapping about, you need to hold up,

Cause i’m about to start some shit up,

 

I’ve made a cemetery killing all these beats,

Take off your clothes cause i’m bringing in the heat,

Don’t get in my way cause i don’t like peace,

Or you'll be sucking dick, knees on frozen peas,

 

Y’all don’t wanna stand in front of my four four,

Don’t stand behind a door, or a drawer,

My bullet shoots through all,

Bullet Holes in your door, you’ll never learn,

Lucky i saved you from paying tax returns,

You were the gay kid who doubted me, I could have sworn,

Seeing how everything is now, the tables took quite a turn,

Back then my shoes were ripped all over,

Now guess who’s sneakers are torn,

Your ugly ass fattened up, you going skiing?

Bleach on my eyes, need to do some unseeing,

Looking at your sorry ass ain’t good for my well being,

Look at all these idiotic men, calling me out again,

They barely got a brain, it’s about the size of a oatmeal grain,

Y’all needa get off the cocaine, weed and champagne,

You already know that i have an everlasting reign,

And that I couldn’t care less about what you’re saying,

Why should I listen to the guy who fights sword with a pen,

Fucking idiot, you’ve lost your mind, your cranium,

Cause I just decapitated you with my trusty rapier,

Now why don’t you get your ass on a horse,

Before I take your legs off too with a sawed off,

The Dullahan can't be in a wheelchair of course,

Just dig a 6 foot hole and thrown in your corpse,

A dead body is all you'll ever be good for,

Now why you sobbing, you too goddamn soft,

Maybe that’s why you could never join our squad,

 

I’ve made a cemetery killing all these beats,

Take off your clothes cause i’m bringing in the heat,

Don’t get in my way cause i don’t like peace,

Or you'll be sucking dick, knees on frozen peas,

 

I’m just here making a killing,

Off some verbals that i’m spitting,

I’ve been out looting, doing some stealing,

Got the Priest down kneeling,

Giving them loud, annoying feminists a new meaning,

First I gave them a polite greeting,

They probably thought they were dreaming,

When soon after that a man was giving them a beating,

Don’t worry, they actually were dreaming,

Cause I hit them till they were dead sleeping,

Y’all crybabies already getting weepy,

It’s only been a few mississippi,

Shocking part is i haven’t even started,

But the fact is, i’m actually very big-hearted,

Cause running from five-o gets my heart pumped,

I’ve been running for a while, my ribs getting a thumping,

And i got sweat filling both my armpits,

I’m shaking so much you’d think i was having a fit,

But i’m just getting tased by 3 different cops,

Poked one's eye out, he looks like a cyclops,

Escaped through a farm, had to flatten some crops,

Found a nice cop in a bulletproof vest, we switched tops,

Now that I'm bulletproof, how can I even be stopped?

 

I’ve made a cemetery killing all these beats,

Take off your clothes cause i’m bringing in the heat,

Don’t get in my way cause i don’t like peace,

Or you'll be sucking dick, knees on frozen peas,

 

People say I shouldn’t use the fag word on my CD,

Or that I shouldn’t flip the bird on live TV,

Because their kids love watching the news,

Well go tell them to watch Blues Clues,

But I ain’t the type to care what your kid views,

When I hear these others rap, I ask, who cut the cheese?

Like someone got 8 month old cheese and divided it into 8 pieces,

What I mean is your shit stinks,

Flushed your CD down the toilet sink,

Y’all buying the critics bullshit like a bunch of shopaholics,

I’ll turn all of you idiotic critics into painaholics,

Cut you up with a cross-shaped sword, this shit symbolic,

 

 

I’ve made a cemetery killing all these beats,

Take off your clothes cause i’m bringing in the heat,

Don’t get in my way cause i don’t like peace,

Or you'll be sucking dick, knees on frozen peas,