XXL Freshmen - Pain In My Eyes lyrics

[Verse 1] Terrorist on the beat, in a booth with a jacket that's filled with C-4 When this needle hit 'em they dying like Philip Seymour Hoffman, f**ing weirdo, I sleep in a coffin I don't sip promethazine for coughing I told my chick to sneak this fifth in her purse It's more rappers, guess I dig a bigger ditch in the Earth Your new b**h my old b**h, I stick my dick in her first f** your favorite rapper, n***a just a b**h in a skirt Can't afford a casket so we sit up stiff in a hearse Mama f**ed an alien, I came out different at birth Son of a cyborg, slice him with a samurai sword Cherish both of my kids, that's something to die for Dive off a five-floor Then land in the drivers side of a white Ford Catch him at the show and I'll strangle him with the mic chord Name a rapper better than Jarren so I can sever them I'm running out of medicine, f** it, I'll sniff Excedrin f** you and your next of kin and the rest of them And a random Mexican, I'm tripping off of mescaline n***as full of estrogen, address me as your excellence f**ing mad man wrestling elephants Lord knows, I woke up in a new Bugatti with two new hotties I kicked them hoes out the whip just like I knew karate Rest in peace to Big L, Biggie and 2Pac We can have a bar fight, I'll slam his head in the jukebox What it do, Nas? Yeah, this dude knock These other lames are about as hot as like 2 Watts Live in a gla** house, but they threw rocks I came out ready to k** them all with the tube co*ked So high five, guys, look on the bright side Ain't have enough gas money to do the drive-by You could see the pain in my soul, just look in my eyes I'mma rep it right, it's hip hop 'til I die [Hook] I came out ready to k** them all with the tube co*ked You could see the pain in my soul, just look in my eyes I think they watching me, I know it's just the reefer You could see the pain, just look in my eyes I'mma rep it right, I'mma rep it right f** your favorite rapper, n***a just a b**h in a skirt Name a rapper better than Jarren so I can sever them n***as full of estrogen, address me as your excellence [Verse 2] I'll let the Mac pop you, pa** the hash and Vodka Came out of my mama's vag and went and smacked the doctor I think they watching me; I know it's just the reefer You f**ing with the wrong n***as, just like Justin Bieber I'm not afraid to die like go and kiss the reaper I'm sick like I just ingested ether I'm telepathic, I heard you like the smell of f*ggots K-C-I-D-T-A-E, b**h, spell it backwards I'm out in LA stuck in hella traffic My son pissed because I put a parent block on all the shows thats graphic Microphone addict A creep just staring out his window of his lair While the village throwing stones at it I'm stillmatic, got a b**h that's a pill addict I shoot the sh** with my grandmomma while she peel cabbage I f** hoes with low self-esteem to feel average As a kid I stalked the forest just to k** rabbits Rappers sensitive like b**hes on their menstrual I show you what I been through with a pencil Writing life on instrumentals, y'all n***as very sentimental k** him and put him inside off the back of a Lincoln Continental The night stalker is a slight talker On the f**ing moon fighting martians with lightsabers like Skywalker Stomping haters, it's spilling blood on my Timberlands You never k**ed a n***a in the hood like Zimmerman, b**h [Hook]