[Intro]
f**
I think it's happening again
I don't know, I don't feel good
I think...
I think he's back
[Verse 1: Muso]
Listening to the radio has got me f**ing bored
Thats why I'm here rapping when I should be doing chores
It's 3am in the morning, no wait it's only four
Sleeping schedule royally f**ed like I just did Lorde
I can't even here me speaking, all I hear is silence
I can't even be sleeping, all I dream of is violence
Minus the science Pv3 album go buy it
Cause these godly bars need no facts how I'm rhyming
I do shots like two cops with a rifle on rooftops
And k** anyone with two Glocks like 2Pac
And just watch as I rot in hell and dwell on all these verses like a spell
I die late like my pupils when I see a hot chick
I start fights at boxing rings so I can get a real hit
I'm not new school I'm ill so it's cla**ic
Shot you even f**ed up X-mas gifts quit rapping
My moms sitting there just asking what happened
And I'm dazed out standing and laughing cause my brain and skull won't quit mashing
Your headphones in your a**hole stop listening to sh**
Bad lyrics aren't the only thing that I will rip
And I'm gonna fist the worlds a**hole even if my fist don't fit
And b**h I'm gonna live with a mental disorder
Being bipolar, I'm gonna be this way till hell freezes over
Till hell freezes over
[Outro]
Shout out to Ignis, shout out to CT
Shout out, Biggie, Rap sh** Knisches
Shout out to Tony he gets all the b**hes
Pv3 reppin these streets
Im lying
We rep the ps3