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And no I'm not one of these rabid conservationists I guess I'm here just kinda fuckin' up the scene huh? These mother-fuckers think I'm false and don't look twice at me And yeah I'm pissed I'll get revenge in a little bit Yeah I do get mean I'm excited to death I'm like earthquakes to SM58s I'm tired to death Them same old breaks From the same old battle breaks I'm promise of stress Perfect the art of mistake I'm the lead Prolly time for y'all to take a little break Huh, there be a lot a (shh) Kids who gotta (shh) Grip on how they feel this shit should be Frankly it makes me sick I'm not a hater Just progress Prada wait a sec One fad to the next Bad fad to the another one It ain't gonna matter like cumbersome Bundle 'em SongtexteGet 'em their scarves it about to get cold Bundle 'em fuck that Been a little cold since the first time P.O.S. Heard a crowd and said fuck that Grabbed a pen and came right back Took some notes and tried never to come back Hone the skill __________ [Chorus] Some call me piece of shit Cuz I'm bringin' the ragnarok They call 'em purists But I choose to call 'em livestock The grass is stale but the cattle eat it up So make that song again And pump it keep workin' On something numbing (4x) Kicking knowledge in the face And I'm hoping it kicks you back I got that hot shit Like Halloween tricks Gobbling sugar coated candy As fuckers who like get sick I'm tossing rappers in the trash And never litter a bit Just drop a little word play On the psyche and id Now tell me: Who rolls the spot round here? Cuz uh, I'd like to meet 'em And instill a little fear, ya know? Sick of this same old same again I'll knock him off the blocks Like he was fucking my girlfriend I'll knock him off my block And give a stop to the whirlwind I'll knock him, simple as that I'll knock him Ok now check it This shit's a mockery I'm not trying to save hip-hop I'm trying to save my baby's cousin From Jermaine Dupri So, so deaf, dumb and blind Black leaders replaced With crack dealers in blind time They set the pace I keep my race in the line Think about it Jesse Jackson rocks Fubu And tries to rhyme [Chorus] Some call me piece of shit Cuz I'm bringin' the ragnarok They call 'em purists But I choose to call 'em livestock The grass is stale but the cattle eat it up So make that song again And pump it keep workin' On something numbing (4x) Kicking knowledge in the face And I'm hoping it kicks you back Right in your fat head Go see stars Meanwhile I sicker than SARS Rubbin' the syphilis scars Yo, crossing up ridiculous hard Unlike you mistook the food For having feverish bars We choose carefully Who's walking with style Who views separately knowledge of self And knowledge of right now We took a dead script Planted a Doomtree Then the bastards can lay it down fantastically The bastards can lay it down fantastically (Shit's true man) And no I'm not one of these rabid conservationists I guess I'm here just kinda fuckin' up your scene huh? These mother-fuckers think I'm false and don't look twice at me And yeah I'm pissed I'll get revenge in a little bit Yeah I do get mean I'm excited to death I'm like earthquakes to SM58s I'm tired to death Them same old breaks From the same old battle breaks I'm promise of stress Perfect the art of mistake I'm the lead Yo P.O.S. In a bit in a minute Let me get the so tired look in your eyes Your disguise disgusted As we say fuck all you guys In a bit in a minute Let me get the so tired look in your eyes Don't disguise disgusted As we say fuck all you guys In a bit in a minute Let me get the so tired look in your eyes Your disguise disgusted As we say fuck all you guys In a bit in a minute Let me get the so tired look in your eyes Your disguise disgusted As we say fuck all you guys (That's fucking ridiculous right? Right?) Fuck I'm not some killer making this shit I'm a killer breaking feeling the winter is cold I got soul to send it But I was told by this (ah) To fold the norm I'm not killin' the innocent Breakin' the mold Breakin' the mold I'm just breakin' the mold I'm not killin' this I'm just breakin' the mold I'm not some killer making this shit I'm a killer breaking feeling the winter is cold I got soul to send it But I was told by this (ah) To fold the norm I'm not killin' the innocent Breakin' the mold Breakin' the mold I'm just breakin' the mold I'm just breakin' the mold Aus Songtexte Mania