| Im in for this ps3
Since ‘99
I’ve been putting the audience in seizures,
Literally, getting ‘em wet ‘n throwing electrical speakers where their feet were
Each verse I’m giving you ether
And either It is felt or it isn’t, but neither
Really matters because frac is so hammered he’s rapping in reverse
Dumbing down each word, so it would register
And after I registered dudes came up missing,
Like money in a harlem register,
My prominence was essential, a livid rebel
Spitting on yard gnomes ‘til them niggas was sentimental
A mind fuck who doesn’t give a shit because hes evil
A nasty negro, handcuffed ya girl and ate the key whole
Screw an a-hole, I’m a c-hole
Cause I see whole dead people in the trunk of my vehicle
Own a Mac, I’m Lethal.. Got every jaw on the floor
I went to scribble jam. On my grocery list cause its all I can afford
I’m always on the floor, head spinning like ive lost it
Now my ‘wall’ is moving probably because ‘I’m off it’
No logic, walking through the projects. Not scared
I’ll fight any nigga with one arm but it’ll probably be theirs
Pushin cripples down the stairs when they stare
I don’t care, wanted in every state except wisconsin
Bite me and you’ll die soon after like getting kinky with magic johnson
My johnsons magic, a savage on a mattress
Fuck magic, I’ll pull an automatic out of a hat & aim it at you backwards
People call me fracture aka the light weight
A skinny bastard with c-4 strapped to his dodger hat, cocked side ways
A venomous lyricist, got a gift I summon the spirits with
I just saw cool j kill a nigga, what year is this?
My sheers will split right through, leaving a wound
Body will look like you got a piggy back ride from the legion of doom
Ever since I was released from the womb,
I’ve been needing a room, that’s padded
And a straight jacket that’s made out of shrooms
Officer there’s no need to get rude,
I didn’t know that girl I was giving roofies to had a curfew
I’ve had it, I’m through.. fuck you. |