Category : Songs
Sub Category : Rap
[Verse 1]
About fuckin time
Time to kill a clown
No time to frown
Be like me and wear your thorned crown
Seeing you in school makes me laugh out loud because the only thing you're good for is counting every ounce of shit you ingest yourself with
I met you long ago, thought you were cool but guess it was all for show
Honestly I don't know
Leave school behind and go back to doing blow because no one wants to see you there or hear your broken flow, no
Be like the other braindead people you hang with
It isn't like your a Gunner bitch, you ain't banging
Now watch me kick back on this joker with a bag stuck up under his lip with no pistol on his hip, white trash talking like a crip
I'll be frank and say this man to man, give up the drugs and get a grip
Don't infect your mind with all that toxic shit
I would rather drink gasoline or become blind to see anyone die that I like or used to
But you're all "Hood this and Hood who" when in the end someone from the hood will shoot you
I didn't want to say this but I've wrote this shit already so that's what I'm glued to
Shut the fuck up for once if you don't have a clue dude
From the start I was kind and nice but I became rude fool
Now it's starting to feel like a wool was placed on my vision
Honestly writing this isn't what I in visioned
Now grabbing the pen feels like I'm imprisoned and after the curtains are pulled then one of us will be in prison
[Verse 2]
By the end of this you're probably smoking cannabis
There's just one thing I can't understand and it's this: how can someone that acts so tough be an actual bitch
So when you muster the courage to kill me make sure to bring a glove that fits
Or maybe you'll stick Miska up on me
But that man's dumb as a goat he'll probably shoot himself through the eye with a .40
I feel sad to rock this boat cause in the end, 6 feet under we'll all choke but you'll probably die faster if you just buy one more ounce of coke
Honestly your whole tough guy character is a joke, but after this track is finished don't turn to drugs to cope otherwise all I said had no effect and you hope
Make Tuukka drag you to rehab
Everyone around you can see that
Don't down another bottle of beer or your end might draw near, wander onto the highway and disappear
I can see now that your fate is clear
Liver hard as stone, character hard as bone
So give up the shit and continue livin
We don't want to hear a forecast about your death, it's too livid
[Verse 3]
Let's let these people listen to more of your shit before the writer gets hit
Like how you kick girls, to you it might be fun but that's assault and battery with every twist and twirl
So pussy go Hiss and purr
Keep throwing racial slurs
You just got burned
Honestly I feel like our lives got turned
Upside down with no control of
Our actions or words, slurs or curses
Now it just looks like none of our lives have purpose
So keep eating them pills that's your choice
But know it's also your voice...
