Slaughterhouse
Drama
Slaughterhouse


Some ^!$$%s talk that real %#@!
Others acute it

Some ^!$$%s get real brag and go just with it
Others they just go where they go
Where they go, it go, know what I mean?

You don't even acknowledge that %#@! is as dead ^!$$%
I ain't got more to say about it
My voice does


These ^!$$%s actin' like I've reached my prime
They keep yappin', lemme speak my mind

When y'all keep talkin' I try to stay calm
Thinkin' how could you let a few negative communists make you perspire by your armpits
When you got your idle right by your arm %#@!

And you're only surrounded by monsters
Getting harnet just for sellin' Benny what I've accomplished
And your chick's still got my dick in the back of her mind right around by the time she's with you

For those who try to run greatness, today is your bedtime
Before I spuke whack cooks and dead lines
I would do fair time

And give me time to rap over your deadline
If it doesn't happen, it doesn't happen
$#&@ it, I've been bubblin' from thuggin' and rappin'

Capturin', publishin', travellin' through the underground quietly
Under their noses like Tublin and Chaplin
You new school shooters, you're nothing

I'm from the old school like mullin' and packs
And you're bugged out till you bug an $$#assin
I'm dead accurate, run into me, I'm a led accident

Pardon my birddog threads if I don't appear passionate
They hear that last %#@! and think that I'm here for fashion
Till I take off my glasses and hat and that shirt

When they $#&@ the whole !@#$ earth
I'm bare back in it
I rev and listen to the sound

Spittin' 13 shells till they hear clowns talkin', first week's sale
They don't know what they're talkin' 'bout
The writers inside the Slaughterhouse

The liars decided to walk it out
Long as we real we know that the fake won't employ us
We believe in fate though the fate won't destroy us

In muddy waters as long as satan tongue is avoided
We don't give a $#&@ if pitchfork don't support us
They say that problem marshal probably restored order

Why they rolling over a dollar looking for change?
Now I'm here and I'm providing them full of quarters
Courtesy of my boy Porter

As I'm submerged in this coy sporter
Probly ridin' around with a bird in boy shorts
Swervin' in a Panamera 4 door Porsche

Pressin' the pedal to the medal to let it breathe
I $#&@ her and tell her we can never be and she should let it be
Drop her off wherever and drive home to the nag and his (*##$ ever tell 'er she the queen?

And I would never leave and that's my life
Hated and loved I'm like when reality and lightning strikes at the same damn time
Cuz I came from above it

Me and this gun keep discussin'
New rules have changed but $#&@ it with discussion
Just hang in the budget

Me and insane completely the same
My brains just retains genius things
Even though my memory suck all I remember to do is get $#&@ this up

You just bang my enemies up
Something like that, I can't remember, dang
I came from pennies to up, form denies to dealin' with puff

Like $#&@ denies I'm famous
I'm payin' my dues by payin' for shoes
And crucks for my cuz, that's what I do

Huh I've got to count cash to do math
All I need to know it's if you're losin' you winnin' negative and winning's a plus
I'm the general of the tic tic team

Which means your 15 minutes is up
I'm sprinting and yea that does
You're chasing us minds and you in it and I ain't got it
Say who win it
The only time I slowed down is when it where I turned around and said eat it my dust after I finish my cup

You rap new jacks, who rap?
You can do like pookie from new Jackie
Go to the other side after you finished my dust
You burnt up by the other side like pookie
You'll end up another actor that died because he lied

Now it resides inside of an urn for tryna earn trust
I earned it because I don't trust nothing but my gun and my gut
This is how I'm cut
Rich enough to cut one of you little bittie bitin' $$# ^!$$%s in
You'll be rich from just getting the little bittie bit of my cut

My (*##$ fly bruh
I'm hovin' over while I'm $#&@in' over you
I'm holdin' her thighs up
Tell your homies and friends that I'm $#&@in the friendly skies up
Don't thinks this kid fish drivin' while I'm nuttin' out ignite

If you're lyin' ridin' round and I'm getting it
Like 2 Chainz, in order for you lames to hit me
You gotta find me and bomb me like I'm Saddam Hussein

Never $#&@in' doin' it, no
We got it

^!$$%s