(Anxiety Intro)
So now that you've graduated with a BA in Theatre Studies... whatever that means
We should really start talking game plans, like what are you going to do when you fail?
I'm just trying to be practical, acting and rapping's an unrealistic career
So what I'm saying is David, you should really start considering a back-up plan...
(Verse 1)
HAH!
Right now my only back-up plan's to shove my foot up your a**!
For even asking me these stupid questions, do you know who I am?
This the post-grad, you won't pa**, I'll enroll you back in cla**
With my brand new lesson plan, so sit down and listen, man
To the bars I write so strong, they can hold you in prison, fam
You hear me everywhere like I spit my lyrics through a prism, damn!
I'm the motherf**ing man in this game, you can't ban me
I've hacked into your LAN, your fans, and your family
Cause I got a big ego, yeah such a huge ego
I'm a freak though, snacking on you corny MC's like you was Fritos, I go to these shows and let me tell you how these f**ing meet and greets go:
"Murdock I liked your set, that sh** was real dope, was wondering can I hope on your album?"
"Hmmm... NOPE!"
So call me selfish, I don't want my tracks to lower in quality
But I'll hop on yours to make you sweat cause I'm bringing the sauna heat
The goal's to get your listeners questioning "Whose track is this actually?"
Until only one rapper remaining through my series of casualties
So excuse the formalities, you already know this is Murdock
So put an end to the fallacies that my career is on a stopwatch
Breaking the rules whenIi step outside the crosswalk
And avoided the tragedy to become the miracle in which you all talk
(Hook)
And you can just thank my ego cause it let's me know
That none of ya'll ain't no better than me yo
(when depression's got me questioning my own abilities, I listen back to my tracks, genius appears again so vividly)
And you can just thank my ego cause it let's me know
That none of ya'll ain't no better than me yo
(when depression's got me questioning my own abilities, I listen back to my tracks, genius appears again so vividly)
(Verse 2)
Once I hop back on the mic, ya'll just hop back on my dick
I got the Midas touch alright, cause every track I spit's a hit
Ya'll can admit you wanna quit cause I'm a chip in your shoulder
I'm leaving ya'll dead in the tomb to exit then shut it with the boulder
After three days guarantee no resurrection for ya'll
Reincarnation, best start over and just learn how to crawl
The most amazing thing's to watch those who are on top to just fall
But with my hubris I k**ed Annubis, forever stand tall
So this my victory lap, and these are strictly facts
I'm a breathe of air in the history of rap from those delivering crap
Yeah this my victory lap and as a matter of fact, I'm sh**ting on all ya'll, call it a contradictory crap!
It's Murdock meets Frank Castle, got this internal battle
I'm merciful but punishing's easy when your ego's so fragile
Reversible with my temptations, wait for you to bite the apple
Till you call me like you see it, I'll admit I'm an a**hole
Was a bashful little rascal, discovered he hit the raffle
Pa**ion and sk** made him king, made it law, then smashed the gavel
Keep it casual Saturday's your local comic shop employee
Secret super villain status, yeah I keep it Loki
So ya'll below me can blow me! Done watching the throne, G
I've been warming the bench since college now I'm playing without a goalie
Scoring point after point, we smoking joint after joint
To perfect the algorithm of my rhythm to your ears I anoint
It is you I appoint, with every syllable that slips
Into your brain got you bobbin' your head and shaking your hips
Just try to stop me, I dare you to block me like the eclipse
The apocalypse started you got your L so just come to grips
(Hook)
And you can just thank my ego cause it let's me know
That none of ya'll ain't no better than me yo
(when depression's got me questioning my own abilities, I listen back to my tracks, genius appears again so vividly)
And you can just thank my ego cause it let's me know
That none of ya'll ain't no better than me yo
(when depression's got me questioning my own abilities, I listen back to my tracks, genius appears again so vividly)
(Outro)
Crowd: Murdock! Murdock! Murdock! (contd.)
Murdock: Whoo! Ahh, that's right baby! I'm on top of the mother f**ing world right now! Ain't nothing out there that can stop me! Yeah... yeah that's what I'm talking about, see I'm a motherf**ing rockstar! That's right, keep it up!
Okay... OKAY!
Stop it! STOP IT!!!
AH! AH! AHAHAHAHAAA!!!