ur shit is demeaning ur music got no meaning so my demon is feening to see you stop breathing till my heart's no longer beating 'Cherry cream pie' i want to see you anally bleeding 'me oh my' im angrily screaming looking up at the sky asking God why the f*** did hip-hop have to die feel like it's up to me myself and I to try to revive rap it shall survive as long as I'm still alive I'm a king without the queen got the crown so f*** the throne I made hell my second home I did it all alone I put Lucy on the lawn I do this on my own fresh from the Dome I'm in the f****** Zone like a dog I want a bone I hate talking on the phone let me tap that ass then I'm gone if you think I love you bitch ur wrong you're the fuckin reason for this song If I use that word then I must have been stoned take another hit from the bong 'Cheech and Chong' got my heart beating out my chest 'King Kong' got to keep their heads ringing 'ding dong' shoutout Dre 'AFTERMATH' those were the days but hip hop done packed its bags cuz the game full of fags yeah I'm spitting frags how to fuck they blastin with empty mags I want to see all you bitches bleed like you on your rags show no love cuz love will get you killed I don't do this for a meal fuck a deal I do it how I do it cuz I do it well got to keep it real this is how I feel bitch I know I'm sick but rap is ill-literate full of little pricks all sucking on the same dicks 'BILL' board hits soundin like the same shitz 'WILL' someone put an end to this Misfits add my name to the list of true mc's that are pissed all these kids do is mumble 'gibberish' music no longer has a message i just wish we could take it back way before this trap crap in fact when rappers didn't have to act and actually said something on the wax instead of going circles on these tracks talking about the same fuckin thing like bitchies,racks,ice,straps,wips,cash,hoes,gats jewels,nd cars tht go really fuckin fast i hope all ya cocksuckers crash why because your shit is demeaning ur music got no meaning so my demon is feening to see you stop breathing tell my heart's no longer beating 'Cherry cream pie' I want to see you anally bleeding 'me oh my' I'm angrily screaming looking up at the sky asking God why the fuck did hip-hop have to die feel like it's up to me myself and I to revive rap it shall survive as long as I'm still alive-$-362-T.C.O.M