finishin' his sentence I only got a minute, I feelin' about a digit You lookin' at a nigga like I ain't about to get it I'm lookin' at the money like
goddesses, wake me up with massages Some say I'm a narcissist, other say I'm misogynist I, say I'm a rockstar, let's take flight in my rocket ship Young
a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen This is a game, I'm your specimen You've got to let me know, baby So I can go, I'd have to
that I'm an apostle, feel the holy spirit of Chicago E Bottom, here's the bottle I think I need a cup of a tea, because I'm novel (Come on bay-bay) Bust
Killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa dog It's killa dog, I'll kill you dog Check it out, man What means the world to you 'cause money mean the world
minus the 12 Disciples I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles If I don't like you, I'ma kill you not fight you I bite a little piece of your ear off
is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game I'll be damned if a thang changed, fuck
if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint But if I was I'd never stop cause I know I can't (Violent J) If I was a Serial Killer I would drive a black
town, south west gang, wicked joker's kill, southwest thrills) I'm greasy, and I can moonwalk But I don't, cause that shit's so fucking played out Instead, I
murder some ass I be the strangla, known coast to coast and I turn any thug into a ghost IN YO FACE! (Violent J) Some scream juggalo only when it's convenient
I was a balloon I'd be like.... If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, point 103 If I was a richie ass
see him with me a lot, he's like a brother Violent J's in this mothafucker I like that kid, Violent J "Hey Mike", "What's up?", "How ya' doin' today? "
Mike? I am whut I am I be whut I wanna be, whut I act how I wanna act, whut I see whut I wanna see, whut I smack who I wanna smack, whut I do whut I
but mad and sad which I should be, you tryed framing me I'm forced to live wit out a job or work at Mike D's or i could robe circut city and get 5 or
tha mornin n hug myself When i hang wit flip we leanin left Wit a flock of ho's like G's n Pimp's [Killer Mike] When i step in tha club errybody gettin
walk around rockin? three clovers A German car but I got a Portuguese chauffeur No penny loafers, I ain't Mike But I'm Bad nigga And for that paper I
like me handles a bid like a jacket Strap it on my back, niggaz ain't built like me And by the end, niggaz was like, "Yo, why you killed Mike, D?" Wasn