[Intro]
Yo, yo, they asked me where the f** I been for all this time
I been f**ing poor out of my f**ing a**
Eating f**ing sh**, f**ing ugly b**hes
Cause everybody knows that pretty b**hes ain't down to f** nobody poor and sh**
But that sh** don't even matter
It's all about you f*ggot-a** motherf**ing rappers
Thinking y'all dope, driving Lexuses and sh** like that
"Every Record Label s**s Dick"
But yo, yo, but but but you be s**ing on your record label's dick
Word up! This is just a little something
For motherf**ers to let them know I didn't fall off the Earth
You know what I'm saying?
At 5, 4, 3, 2 in the morning, losing my f**ing mind about to murder people
(f** them motherf**ers)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo yo yo yo yo, like this
[Verse]
They snakes in this rap field, f** the fat deal
Cap peeled, how does choking on the smoke from the gat feel?
The Rugged Man, record label suicide, move aside
(R.A. calm down) Who the f** you think you are?
I smack that b**h who works the front desk
That strictly be there for high school credit
But s**s dicks of all the rap stars
Put me behind bars, cause Mister A&R Man's
Bout to get f**ed in his a**hole and brother I'm not even gay
Shay, shay, shay! The president of the company
Don't care if I'm dead or if I'm bleeding
I'm not succeeding, they turned my mindstate into evil
Cause I want everyone dead on this f**ing Earth
It really hurts, cause if music doesn't work
I got nothing left to live for except dying in the poorhouse
And b**hes hate my f**ing guts
Those s*uts loved me more than Patrick Swayze
When I had my steady income
I need a spot that I can sin from
Suicide, never, but I got plots of taking out the other people
And I ain't doing jail time, that sh** is wack
Ain't no coming back, once I lose control my sh** is finished
So don't get in this, you record label people gonna die
And your family gonna die too, motherf**ers!
[Outro]
Hahahaha, yo, yo
Yo, that's just a verse, one verse
You can't buy this sh**, this sh** is not for sale
That's for the real rap fans
But see, real nowadays is just a f**ing gimmick anyway
I'm keeping it real, I'm staying real, all this bullsh**
Yo, yo, how the f** is you supposed to be real
If you can't rap for real or can't flow for real?
You got your hip-hop styles on and you reading them f**ing rap magazines