Anonymous - Slept On lyrics

[Verse 1: Anonymous] Take a look inside the mind of a psycho It's like an acid trip with Edgar Allen, making a slide show, screamin', "Hi ho" Pushin' my patience, writing these rhymes I'll take it out by chokin' necks, until I got you hittin' high notes Really though, what do I know? I'm the type to take a tip for survival Say, "Kiss my a**", and walk off pissed, and pick a fight with a rhino Say, "Swear to god" at church, then go and slap a priest with a bible Like how's it feel to face the words written by some of your idols These kind of words are despiteful, I'm f**in' nice though Mind's a cross of pickin' daisies, mixed with homicidal Sorry Mom, but this pen and some Adderall, with a ton of written raps, might make a spark and have your little man go viral But all I see are some f**ed up verses, straight from a f**ed up person Rehearsing these f**ed up words and excessive cursin' Blurtin' out, "I'm a virgin", making trips to a surgeon, so I can get ga**ed up worse than these rappers on Twitter, lurkin' Every week it gets worse with these posers sending me links to peep their tracks, but I just laugh, cause my time to hear it ain't worth it I might sound like a jerk, but they s** and they're blowing up off sounding whack, with stolen styles and they don't even deserve it Take it back and reverse it to Shady's old public service announcement My dick is big, Missy Elliot wouldn't work it Dammit, the way I put this sh** together's too perfect I'll give a f** about your verdicts, just that sh** and re-word it To something strong and a**ertive, to kids who are still learning cursive This constant talkin' sh** gets hotter than an urn in a furnace Get burnt to double the ashes I'll probably need me permit To keep on going back and forth, and make the innocent nervous This pair of kings will make you fold, and go and close up the curtains I don't intend on being famous, but I know that for certain We're f**in' doper than 80 percent of rappers that workin' But bustin' a** so we can only get ignored, isn't worth it What am I thinking? Train of thought, I just lost it Drunk in my bathroom, pa**ed out, I hit my face on the faucet Wakin' up in a coffin, I'm coughin' up alcohol And some chronic's lodged in the back of my tonsils, I'll hit the bottom, and just hock it I'm sick of all this nonsense, talkin' constant sh**, and mouthin' off And rhymin' 'til i got you f**in' shook, and stuck in silence I lost my mind in '99, and 'til this day, I still can't find it Take a look inside this psycho's eyes, I swear I'll leave you blinded, b**h [Verse 2: Aye Ray] Not suicidal but I truly feel worthless Haven't found my sense of purpose, 'cause I'm busy learning what purp is Arab b**hes with turbans, t**n', shirtless, for Berkin purses We're hopin' they'll get to jerkin' us off with some Jergin's I'm a perv, when I get to splurgin' all over a virgin Murkin' servants of government urgent services, screamin' out, "f** the nurses" Cause I'ma show 'em what turnt is, they take a sip from my thermos Then I'ma leave 'em wordless, and I'm barely scratchin' the surface I'm makin' an a** outta this a**onance, smashin' a**, what is abstinence? I'm in the whip, dashin' on my way to the Kardashians We in the car blastin' music and pa**ing that cannabis Really suited my appetence, now we laughing on accident Panelists think I'm fabulous, an*lysts just ain't havin' it, and the ma** is unanimous Actavis make me actionless, blasphemous, I'm being scandalous I'm never f**in' with lean, except for a covered blunt Forgot the things that I seen, It f**ed me up, I won't front I thought that it was a dream, but I never woke up I'm smokin' up on the green, ignore me I'm chokin' up I bury all my emotion, so it's bound to open up, yup I know you n***as feel these writtens, you like the way that I'm spittin' I'm leavin' these n***as smitten, you p**y n***as a kitten I'm never quittin', we servin' n***as bad, like badminton Then have relations with their women, like Bill Clinton Then we proceed to k** Bill, like Quentin I am not a musician, but you can feel my inner ambition Bring suspicion to people cuz I'm in the best condition, good for your nutrition Open up and take your Vitamin D And tell your local fireman to put his siren at ease Slidin' Triton through this mic to douse with flame with a flow Fighting Poseidon, put his head on a pike, and take his seafood to go