3 verses

i'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless

patrolling corners

looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters

i'm meaner in action

than rosco beating james tarteenyer

and smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments

i grew up in the wild hood

as a hazardous youth

with a fucked up childhood

that i used as an excuse

and aint shit changed

but kept the same mindstate

since the third time that i failed 9th grade

you probably think that i'm a negative person don't be so sure of it

i don't promote violence i just encourage it

i laugh at the sight of death

as i fall down a cement flight of steps

and land inside a bed of spider webs

so throw caution to the wind

you and a friend

can jump off of a bridge and if you live

do it again

shit

why not? blow your brain out

i'm blowing mine out

fuck it

you only live once you might as well die now

it's only fair to warn

i was born with a set of horns

and metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord

warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board

that smashed into your honda accord

with a 4 door ford

but i'm more toward droppin an accapella

and choppin' a fella

to mozarella

worse than a hellacopta propella

got you locked in the cella

with your skeleton showing

developing anorexia

while i'm standin next to ya

eating a full course meal watching you starve to death

with an iv in your veins

feeding you liquid darvicet

pumping you full of drugs

pull the plugs

on the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs

who were picked up in an ambulance

and driven

to receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants

and given

a less than 20 percent chance

of living

have a possible placement

it's a hospital patient

storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement

doctor kevorkian has arrived

to perform an autopsy on you while you scream i'm still alive!"