Rude Max - ILL Mannered lyrics

All these mother f**ers running like they've never heard Well, rude tha demon's in the building, burn I'm obserd, i've got the wickedest of words, and Watch me overthrow and take the whole land Watch me burn the palace down with all the cans Of gasoline, enough to start our stupid van I've never toured but i wanna do as much i can And show the people what's up, cause i'm the f**ing man I'll rip the world apart, replace it with the knife I slaughtered every heart with and k** their shinning light I'm not a rapper, i would call myself a poet Rather than an actor, you know it, you just blow it I'm so, f**ing heroic, i'm as epic as they come Man i'm like a gun, shooting bullets with my tongue (boom boom) Here's your doom, f** illuminati And all the mother f**ers in rap who act co*ky You f**ing dick heads, i'm like the nazi's I'll exterminate you and ya'll's posse I'm like rocky, bal-boa constrict - er And now you know there is no one f**ing sicker ... i'm just preaching like a demon You'll need an exorcism after this, it's well needed Cause this is my town, missoula's mine now You better bow down, hands up, eyes down [Hook] Ill mannered, you might not know now That i'm the master, i'm sitting on the throne now Bow down, mother f**ers, here we go now This is my town, until it burns down Ill mannered, you might not know now That i'm a ba*tard, i'm smoking up my own cloud Shout loud, mother f**ers, here we go now I'll never blow up, until it slows down All these mother f**ers running like they're little ants You know that i can see from here you've pissed your pants You try to do a dance, and get the crowd hyped Well even jonna hill says my sh**'s tight You think i'm just a kid, spitting, spilling lids I'm bout to flip and kick another kid up in his chin You flip me off, i'll cut your f**ing fingers off Literally take em off, with pliers, now we break em off I'll scrap you off the pavement Pussies get f**ed up and f**ed with by satan There's only hatred, face it, it's basic It's so cla**ic, madness with laced hits Blazed, blitzkrieg, i need sixteen Of these blunts, that i rolled in a deep sleep I beat the teens, i made it to my twenties But lost another friend every year to ex hunnies To make money, and to make music worth it You gotta work and invest to make it perfect The word smith, would be happy if he heard this Cause i'm the sh**, real crap, here's a squirt b**h You better twerk quick, before the end's here Before the world gets drown inside it's own tears Cause this is my town, missoula's mine now You better bow down, hands up, eyes down [Hook] Ill mannered, you might not know now That i'm the master, i'm sitting on my throne now Bow down, mother f**ers, here we go now This is my town, until it burns down Ill mannered, you might not know now That i'm a ba*tard, i'm smoking up my own cloud Shout loud, mother f**ers, here we go now I'll never blow up, until it slows down