Lyrics
I'm Clincally insane mush is my fuckin brain,
Im releasing rage, on people in squeezing range,
I'm motherfuckin derranged, and fuckin underpaid,
I'm on the 95, doing fuckin 90 mang,
taking swigs of goose, while I'm switchin lanes,
compared to what I was before, bitch I'm tame,
I'll grab your neck, untill your face turns blue,
and riverdance on your throat till you can't breath dude,
Lyrical daggers piercing hearts of bitches in my sights,
and I stole a fuckin spork to gouge out your fuckin eyes,
Fuck with me, you fuckin with the best, can't you see?
Watch me, while I eat these wack mc's like the chef boy ardee
What you know about being a gangsta?
What you know about being in danger?
I'll come thru with the 2 glocks, empty 2 clips,
reload, empty 2 more in your dome
What you know about being a gangsta?
What you know about being a danger?
I'll show up to yo crib with the nine out,
point it at your face and shoot yo fuckin eyes out
The screws up in my head, be rattling makin noise,
the bands on my stacks, be stranglin my cash boy,
I got those guns that look similar to toys,
and the shells my piece spit be made of metal alloys,
I'm a bad bitch, call me a bad boy,
Any bitch in my way I will destroy,
The shit you spit is dying off like a cancer victim,
the shit I spit just got a new chance to live again,
Chillin on the road just runnin from the 5-0
smokin weed like i need that shit for survival,
This ain't street fighter, but I will street fight you,
and leave you leakin out all your features dude,
Call me willy wonka, give your girl somethin sweet to lick,
Like a twinkie, giving your chick that creme filled dick,
Get back at me, bitch I'll leave you laying flat quick,
dismember your face, closed casket, fuck wit that bitch,
What you know about being a gangsta?
What you know about being in danger?
I'll come thru with the 2 glocks, empty 2 clips,
reload, empty 2 more in your dome
What you know about being a gangsta?
What you know about being a danger?
I'll show up to yo crib with the nine out,
point it at your face and shoot yo fuckin eyes out
Hypnotize your girl, make her take her clothes off,
my dicks her nyquil, she takes it till she doze off,
want honesty? ask her why her mouth was on my cock,
my cum is her halls, used to supress your hoes cough,
Look around you see I'm running this shit,
put a cherry tip to your chest and take a hit,
I'm as true as they come, no need for me to front,
Mumificate your ass, roll you up like a blunt,
fuck a hook bitch, I rip with out a beat,
and i don't need shit, just the ground beneath my feet,
and what I see is, a motherfucka thinkin he's tough,
But this is a just another motherfucka laying the gutta,
You think I'm playing with the shit that I say,
Think I'm playing leanin out the whip with a k,
I'm battle rap any of you fuckin faggots at any time,
Bet you faggot motherfuckas are jackin off to my pictures at night
