Gone crazy, seeing a blonde lady
Fact I'm on heavy, pills born to fail me
Shipwrecked, I keep bats, beat you up, fucking thug
Bats to suck your blood, good luck, you fuck
Trying to strangle you with ammos, shoot you with ropes
Uncovering permanent camou, dude you just hope
Keystyles like blades, japan style, samurai swords
Ninja capes, you can smile, but your mic chords
Are disconnected
All the fucking vocabs you collected
Ain't gonna get dicks erected, not my wits affected
I could use senseless, cent-less, words they still hurt
You buck-less, no adjectives would fill me a third
You turd, bastard, trying to curl a fast swerve
Word, the fucking birds been touching the nerve
I'ma try to be popular like Michael Jackson
No I won't, cuz I'ma only recycle actions
Cuz I don't need to, I'm sick of feeding you
I'm leading you to the point of bleeding you
You saint, you sane, dip the candy paint
I'm again, insane, keep the compliment
I'm getting fucked, wanna punch dear Leah Dizon
In the face without any real, real reason
It might be, just another likely, attempt to fight me
Bite me, tightly, just try me
Cry me, sigh me, resign me
I'm gone crazy, long for wealth
Bitch I'm fucking bombed, done with health