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A lot of people ask me Am I afraid of death Hell yeah I'm afraid of death I don't want to die yet A lot of people think that I worship the devil That I do all types of retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you? Good 'Cause I still don't give a fuck Zoning off one joint Stop in a limo, hop in the window Shopping the demo with gun point A lyricist without a clue What year is this? Fuck a needle here's a sword body pierce with this Live in the muck, never giving a fuck Give me the keys I'm drunk, and I never driven a truck But I smoke dope in a cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open your scab A killer instinct runs in the blood Emptying full clips and bury your guns in the mud I've calmed down now I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brains gone, my souls warm, my spirit is torn The rest of my body is still being operated on I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writing this rhyme 'Cause I'm probably gonna get struck by lightning this time [Chorus] To all the weed I've smoked Yo! this one's for you To all the people I've offended Yeah fuck you to To all the friends I used to have Yo! I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass To all the drugs that I've done Yo! I'm still goin' to To all the people I've offended Yeah fuck you to To every time I reminisce Yo! I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck y'all can kiss my ass! I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you till you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I want to crush your skull till your brains leaks out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains So tell Saddam not to bother with making another bomb 'Cause I'm crushing the whole world with my palm I got your girl in my arm And I'm armed with a firearm So big my entire arm is a giant fire bomb Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron on And the pants to match (Here mommer try 'em on) I get a master chick with a mouth full of adjectives A brain full of adverbs and a box full of laxatives (Shittin' on rappers) 'Causing hospital accidents God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again [Chorus] I wanted a album so rugged nobody could touch it Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Oh shit!) Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt I can't rap anymore I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doing some bug switches I'm withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the woman fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a click, I'm a posse Kamikaze strapping a mother fucking bomb across me From the second I was born my momma lost me And I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place My worst day on this earth was my first birthday Retarded? what did that nurse say? Brain Damage Fuck I was born during a earthquake [Chorus]