[Intro]
General!
We got these n***as!
f**ing co*kroaches!
You wanna go to war!?
A-haaaa!!
[Verse 1]
I got the gat and I do em in
Turn your music video to the [?] film
You wanna fight? I could box like I'm moving in
Two shots, you get popped, I abuse your chin
I never had a team with me
Just myself, no help, they ain't believe in me
That's why I keep the piece with me
To smack the b**h-a**ness out of P. Diddy
And the rest of these damn liars
I'm surprised I ain't hear you rap by the the campfire
Come on, Craig, you ain't gotta lie
I'm the f**ing truth, you Mother Goose with your rock-a-byes
Bottom line, I'm the type of guy to idolize Columbine; the trench coat life
I'm a sick low-life, with a chick that looks like Kimbo Slice
When will this sh** go right?
[Interlude]
When will this sh** go right, man?
Damn!
This sh**'s f**ed up, man
It ain't pretty
My whole f**ing life man
My pops kicking me out, f**ing chicks breaking up with me...
I don't think you understand man
Lemme tell you
[Verse 2]
Everything I've tried, I've failed at
Disappointment kept (what?) hatted on like a sail's attached
It's f**ed up when you're family don't believe in you
And you ain't got no one to talk or even [?]
On the outside, you keep your cool
But deep down, it really starts to eat at you
sh** is stifilin'
You try to say "f** everybody else" you gon make it in spite of them
You never had a girlfriend
To hold you down with a pound when the world ends
So f** that, you don't need a chick or any friends
Cause it's only gonna be you and God in the end
You're refusing to lose
Complacency is something that I choose to refuse
And ima prove it to you
What good is conquering Mount Everest when you were shooting for the moon?
[Verse 3]
They say money makes you look better like a barber do
If you lame, it'll change your game like an audible
It'll make chicks go from "Who you talkin to?"
To bragging, asking if they can walk with you
I even heard a b**h say Rick Ross was cute
All cause of the cars & j**els (Gotdamn)
I'm trying to be flier than a f**ing airbase
In the house with the Victorian-style staircase
With the Latin maids that caretake
Whose body type is pear-shaped
But I ain't stopping at that, I got bigger better plans ahead of me
Change my fate, create, and manifest destiny