Yelling At Cats - The Underground Cla**ic Rap Contest vol. 2 lyrics

Lately I've been acting kind of awkwardly Cause these fake rappers tryin' to say that they the top of me Rap abnormalities, fallacies, followed by hypocrisies I'd say more but the illuminati's watching me! I'm the dopest white rapper that you'll ever see Ain't nobody besting me; I inherit this sh** genetically I'm testing and contesting comments so suggestively I'm investing time for merit; so stop mentally molesting me Cause my life f**ing s**s now (Why?) I could be so popular but I'm stuck in the underground (Oh) Maybe I'd be less frowned upon if I yukked and s**ed it up Like a who*e fetus in the ultrasound (Ew!) But these f*ggots are cheap, and you gonna weep when I find you I'll use a switch blade and stab it right up behind you Then grind up your spine, slash your eyes out and blind you And carve my name in your stomach because I have a mind to I'm f**ing broke b**h, my rents high, I'm in debt The only f**ing friends I got are found across the internet Girlfriend's too far away; I masturbate to silhouettes As sad as this story gets and I ain't even finished yet You better bet I'm repping with this east coast heat Better spread your cheeks, you gonna go goatse I'd rather stay underground buried six foot deep So if rap's gonna die, I say rest in "piece"