(No autographs, no autographs all right, no autographs)
Bow down before your false Gods (f** that)
A lot of ya'll harvest some real hatred for motherf**ing celebrities out there, know what I'm sayin'? Ya'll ain't got the balls to say it I'm gonna say it for ya'll, f** that!
This is me uncensored, just let me vent this
Everything I'm ‘bout to say to ya'll
I hope Ben Affleck goes Patrick Bateman
And cuts J-Lo's a** off (I really mean it)
I hope Madonna's k**ed by Palestinians
On webcam in front of millions (ha, ha, ha)
I wish the real world was like Vice City
So we could start shootin' cops
I want to squeeze some tits
I want a thousand Pits
So I could fight them at the same time, b**h!
I hope Chris Palko f**s Gwyneth Paltrow
Then tells her what a s*ut she is (ha, s*ut)
I hope Kobe goes to jail for the rest of his life
And Shaq f**s his wife (ha, ha)
I hope Mike Tyson k**s Lennox Lewis
But not in the ring, in his house
With a knife
I know ya'll tired of these mildly talented false Gods
And if this sh** comes back to me, I don't give a f**!
I hope Christopher Reeves walks again…
Nah, matter of fact, I don't
I hope The Matrix 3 flops
And Martha Stewart's shanked in prison
And bleeds out her box
I hope John Travolta's plane crashes into Oprah
And Ricki Lake is k**ed by a cobra
I hope every kid that downloads my music
Gets a virus and a subpoena (mom!)
I want to see Tony Soprano get whacked
Then James Gandolfini have a f**ing heart attack
I hope Gary Coleman makes a comeback
And each one of my ex's marries a scumbag
I hope Bruce Willis butcher Ashton Kutcher
And tell the world that his ex-wife's a hooker
I hope each one of my enemies catches Aids or cancer
And Rosie O'Donnell's mauled by a panther
I hope her titty twitches
I hope each one of ‘em Sex and the City b**hes
Wind up with fifty stitches
After their autopsy, I'll be getting zooted
I hope the whole cast of Friends is executed
I want to see the red carpet red from BLOOD (word)
(Oh, take me my picture!) Yeah I hope they take your picture
On the f**ing coroner table, b**h!
Don't look at me with your mouth open, b**h
Unless your stupid a** is choking to d**h
I want to see the Hilton sisters abducted by drifters
And wake up with oozing blisters
Just keep it in perspective
I hope Anna Nicole Smith's tits rupture and get infected
Help me count the losses
(I hope that) Schwarzenegger elected and a**a**inated first day in office
Let's hope Harrison Ford's stamina folds
And he collapse before they make Indiana Four
f** the bloopers
George Lucas murdered on the set like
Brandon Lee but shot by Storm Troopers
Let's hope Michael Jackson spends his last million
Goes bankrupt, and is k**ed by his children
I hope the US takes over the globe
So I could tell conspiracy heads “I told you so”