[Hook: Limp Bizkit sample] No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies [Verse 1: GOOSE] Down low, invisible, barely here He's the myth, you heard about But rarely hear Cuz he dreams and see's it Fiends and needs it Lives in the studio Sleeps and breathes it MC's is heathens But he's a genius The rap Earl Manigault With jeans and sneakers You seen his meaness His trees are seedless These freaks and cheaters Can't peep his weakness The haters just hate The PJ's fixate You might hear his vocals On a DJ's mixtape But never on the radio or MTV But you could download The freestyle on MP3 And pump it in your ipod He's a die hard Real MC from a time long gone No dough, no chain No ring, no game No bling, no name He just rips the mic [Hook: Limp Bizkit sample] No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies [Verse 2: GOOSE] One day they finally called They said your sh**'s raw We'll give you this record deal Put you on this big tour Bring you to New York City Madison Avenue And talk to Steve Stoute On the 26th floor Next thing you know He's an office With eight dudes In grey suits grinning About to give him the great news They offered him two grand For ten songs They're really sorry But they ain't got No advance for him I wish you could of been A fly on the wall Seen the look on his face He was smiling and all If there's one that he learned Flipping fries at the mall It's when you feel you're gonna cry Squeeze your eyes in a ball Then the head A&R In the pinewood chair told me You don't need a lawyer GOOSE Sign right there I don't remember nothing from then I blacked out You can't blame me, it's their fault [Hook: Limp Bizkit sample] No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies