as i lay my head down to sleep
in true hip hop my soul will speak
i quit giving a crap about rap way back
something that they can't take back
destination 15 degrees and 16 spirits
it seems like ridicule is all that i've earned
rap music look how silly you sound
it's annoying like poison from neo-nicotinoids
tell me who does the creator favour
the one who loves thy neighbour
or the intolerable self hating hater
schlemiel! schlimazel! shmuck!
which one of you cucks. just clean it up without making a fuss!
i'll continue with the assumption that everything i'm saying
can and will be subject to misinterpretation
where's roy cohn when you need him
i thought they were bluffing when i heard 'em say