People wonder how I got so ignorant/
Talk yo %#@! and (*##$, Josh don't give a %#@!/
Scynikal is on the top where pigeons live/

Drop more %#@! and wish, y'all grow sick of it/
Hear me slow down, I'm barely gonna clown/
Scary profile, here we go now/

Sick 'cause suckaz are making, that %#@! with nothing to say should
I pick 'em up and just shake 'em or rip 'em up and replace 'em/
Disgusting and flagrant, you pricks are nothing but fakers

I'm in the bus and I wait 'til these ^!$$%z come to the station/
It's nothing I made this, to give you punks a display of
The iller stuff that I'd make with a little touch of the paper/

Live the ugliest days, so I'm filling up with the rage
If I did get punched in the face, your kid's becoming a patient/
I don't even got time to play games, with fake chains, or say names

You stay gay, my freight train, got eight lanes/
Pain, and I ain't talking 'bout T/
But I'm sick of all these mutha$#&@as talking 'bout me/

I'm way strange, I make things, with hate aimed, so vacate,
I'll stay dangerous, wait man you not in dogg's league/
I was born as a cynic, found my flaws now they're finished

I'm writing bars just to kill it, now you're all in my dinners/
I'm so thoughtful and slick, by the time I talk to your women
You'll find your daughter is pregnant, and find your mom in the clinic/

I'm a monster you get it? I'll $#&@ing stomp on you (*##$es/
Going off for a minute, 'cause I just want you to listen/
Tell the doctor I'm finished, the pills I'm popping are itching,

Up in my tonsils, I'll spit 'em up, in the hospital kitchen/
Flow awkward and vicious, don't watch television,
This is all for my ^!$$%z with hope locked in the prisons/

Smoke bongs or you spliffin? Let's go conquer the system/
'Cause their nonsense is filling, the young God fearing children/
Jump off and I'm yelling, out $#&@ Y'all when I get in/

Slumdog will convince 'em to suck balls 'til they glisten/
Just watch 'cause I feel like, I'm drunk dogg when I'm spittin
I'll Lump all of your jaws, 'til your tongue stops with the (*##$ing/

You kidding? ^!$$% look, you're not competition
So often I'm winning, this %#@!'s like I got Don King to fix it/
Chilling? Nah, I'm working hard for the digits,

My hearts really in it, you get it? Now $#&@ off kid I'm finished/