Let off then Im reloading immediately with these bombs Im totin
And I should not be woken
Im the walking dead, but Im just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
Im out my ramen noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
Im a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
Its me, my honestys brutal
But its honestly futile if I dont utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like its lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like Im on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to censor you
Like that one line I said on Im Back from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I aint as big as I was,
But Ive Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
Youre stuck in a timewarp from 2004 though
And I dont know what the f**k that you rhyme for
Youre pointless as Rapunzel with f**king cornrows
Youre like normal, f**k being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhethers pad
Singin to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
Hey, Fab, Imma kill you
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming Im a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you Im superhuman
Innovative and Im made of rubber
So that anything you saying ricocheting off of me and itll glue to you
Im never stating, more than never demonstrating
How to give a motherf**kin audience a feeling like its levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, theyd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, hes too mainstream
Well, thats what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
Its not hip hop, its pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make em lose it
I dont know how to make songs like that
I dont know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While Im ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
Its curtains, Im inadvertently hurtin you
How many verses I gotta murder to prove
That if youre half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too
School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And Im a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But its still tongue in cheek, f**k you
Im drunk so Satan take the f**king wheel, Im asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head theres something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, heres what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more symphatetic to the situation
And understand the discrimation
But f**k it, lifes handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I cant batter the women how the f**k am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Dont mistake it for Satan
Its