Ear to The Beat - Eclectic Proclamation lyrics

[Intro] What are you doing?! Why do you ignore me?! I don't like being ignored! Uh, I pull the trigger with my tongue POOM BOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOM [Verse 1] Coming up as a youngsta I was one of the smartest amongst a Slew of fools thinking it was Cool to be a dumb-f** But it wasn't until I got to high school That I would succumb to Acting up in a rage, actually Acting my dick length Went from straight A's to hardly Pa**ing a grade From actually reading ahead to Hardly reading a page It never failed, playing the part up Up-keeping an image diminished my privileged senses To start, but never finish I...began a scholar, college career dearly departed I...became distant, depressed, livid, cold-hearted To those I held close My family felt it the most This is a toast to a side of me that is ghost Arrivederci, auf Wiedersehen Hussein You will be missed, NOT 'Bout time, imma go Kazakhstani in this b**h (watch me) Turn something out of nothing, turn innocence To a witch, like 1696, reds was saying that Whites are the devil [Hook] Yo, I'm a rebel My poetry's deep, keep your ear to the beat I'll drown your a** in your sleep, so I creep, yeah, so I creep Yo, I'm a weirdo My poetry's bleak, keep your ear to the street I'll skin your a** in your sleep, I'm A creep (yup) yo I don't belong here [Verse 2] Not a radio-head, but I'm rocking to Pablo Honey, Kid 'ey! Don't try to hate cause I gets jiggy with Coldplay Muse is my muse, that music I'm Bumping it all day Spit an iron lungie at my Aqualung, and You get Iron Lung me Sappy and sad, nostalgia ridden yet madly happy Till d**h do us part, my heart Will this life make me Nat T.? Ice cold with a burner When I learn her, I'm Ike Turner This is not for the faint, a**milk Dribbling down your taint, murder I'm no saint, but I'm quaint Poison your head with lead paint You're dead when I paint the perfect Painting of something daint, emancipate How do you like them apples? How do you like them?! Since you bit them motherf**ers Now you're considered fallen and rotten Guilt is a trip taken without Fastened shoelaces Catch my drift? Like a man with two strikes violating probation May seem as though as I've said nothing at all But on the contrary, I've said it all Eclectic Proclamation [Hook] [Outro] Uh, I pull the trigger with my tongue POOM BOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOM Rest in peace Old Dirty ba*tard