Mark Castillo - The Hang Up lyrics

I'm f**ing losing my mind Yet again Everything you do just makes me sick Bullsh** you say To get attention sh**'s pretentious I'm growing tired of your sh** When I'm grabbing the mic what do you see? Image obsessed Go buy a motherf**ing magazine Go home Die slow Nobody cares about you Go home Die slow And write a song about me You're so new school I wonder why everything you do is sick and fly Take off your shades You wanna talk about gimmicks? Look at yourself When you're alone I know you're somebody else I'm the realest motherf**er in the game I see you f*ggots living perfect lives Selling all your bullsh** angst Sold my soul So, Satan explain: Where's my money, power, fame? I'm the realest motherf**er in the game So check yourself before you ever say my name