I am the surgeon, and I finna get you cause I love to tease
With lines sweet as an apple of Eve's, with a blade inside that'll cut you deep
(Cut you deep) You need surgery, verbally, your words are weak
You can steal a glance, or take a chance, either way it's burglary
You ain't heard of me? Good, let's keep it that way, every beat that I break
I aim to do purposely, but if I have a change of heart, could it be a mistake?
I don't want 15 minutes of fame; I want albums that you keep on replay
Otherwise I'm just D.N.O.A. which is D.O.A. by your D.N.A
N.O. watch me throw “Back at It Pt. 2” right back at you
Well that's what happens when you feel you deserve and catch an attitude
Excuse me, kidnapping you wasn't something I'd planned to do
But you may applaud when you wake up and I can hand your own hand to you
I gotta hand it to you; you can flip me off, but on the other hand
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . You can't
Oh sorry, I guess that you can't strong arm me
And other puns related to cutting your limb off, I'll leave you alone - branch off me
Oh, what the hell, (phone ringing) “What Hell?!”
“Could you keep it down up there? It's Satan's first night trying to sleep by himself”
You want me to be quiet, just because it's dark and hell is hot
Sorry I don't think I can, I'm hanging with DMX and his dog Down boy
I have to yell with my loud voice so I can be heard over the crowd noise
50 % of everyone out there is on their phone checking out Facebook or something
And the other 50 % can't understand me is my basic a**umption
You need surgery, verbally, your words are weak
You're putting us to sleep, how does it feel to be an MC whose words are weak?
You need surgery
With a blade inside that will cut you deep
I'm d**hly afraid to crowd surf, cause I never know where I'll land
And I'm too stubborn to ever want to cater to anyone and yes, that includes my fans
“I can't tell your songs apart, they all sound the damn same” – well that's a damn shame
“Just a bunch of redundant topics and twenty-something tracks that I can't name”
Well I'ma serve you all a plate of dust, and you can feel free to bite it
But you have to finish the entire thing and in the meantime, keep quiet
Dig yourself a grave in person, get in, I'll push the dirt in
Ask my nine month old daughter if I will, she'll tell you I'm still a virgin
Baptize a serpent, immersion, conversion
No more hatred, give Satan and his angels salvation while they're burning
Is that too much sympathy, not enough misery?
Doesn't matter what I say, or how I feel, it's gonna be what it's finna be
It is what it is, so why would you listen to this?
This is just a distraction from what's real that I sick on your kids
My career is big joke at a critic's expense
I said I'm the surgeon, and I am coming to disfigure you next
You need surgery, verbally, your words are weak
You're putting us to sleep, how does it feel to be an MC whose words are weak?
You need surgery
With a blade inside that will cut you deep