A lot of people ask me..
am I afraid of death..
Hell yeah I'm afraid of death
I don't want to die yet
A lot of people think..
that I worship the devil..
that I do all types of.. retarded shit
Look, I can't change the way I think
And I can't change the way I am
But if I offended you? Good
Cause I still don't give a fuck

I'm zonin off of one joint,
stoppin a limo
Hopped in the window,
shoppin a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue,
what year is this?
Fuck a needle, here's a sword,
bodypierce with this
Livin amuk,
never givin a fuck
Gimme the keys I'm drunk,
and I've never driven a truck
But I smoke dope in a cab
I'll stab you with the
sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week
and re-open your scab (YEAH!)
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Emptyin full clips and
buryin guns in the mud
I've calmed down now --
I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight
for two months with a buzz
My brain's gone, my soul's
worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body's
still bein operated on
I'm ducked the fuck down
while I'm writin this rhyme
Cause I'm probably gonna get
struck with lightnin this time

For all the weed that I've smoked
- yo this blunt's for you
To all the people I've offended
- yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have
- yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes
can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I've done
- yo I'm still gon' do
To all the people I've offended
- yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce
- yo I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck,
y'all can KISS MY ASS!

I walked into a gunfight
with a knife to kill you
And cut you so fast when
your blood spilled it was still blue
I'll hang you til you dangle
and chain you with both ankles
And pull you apart from both angles
I wanna crush your skull
til your brains leaks out of your veins
And bust open like
broken water mains
So tell Saddam not to bother
with makin another bomb
Cause I'm crushin the
whole world in my palm
Got your girl on my arm and
I'm armed with a firearm
So big my entire arm
is a giant firebomb
Buy your mom a shirt
with a Slim Shady iron-on
And the pants to match
("Here momma try em on")
I get a master ticked with
a mouth full of adjectives,
a brain full of adverbs,
and a box full of laxatives
(Shittin on rappers)
Causin hospital accidents
God help me before I commit
some irresponsible acts again

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I wanted an album so rugged
nobody could touch it
Spend a million a track and
went over my budget (Ohh shit!)
Now how in the fuck am I
supposed to get out of debt?
I can't rap anymore -
I just murdered the alphabet
Drug sickness got me doin
some bugged twitches
I'm withdrawn from crack
so bad my blood itches
I don't rap to get
the women - fuck bitches
Give me a fat slut that
cooks and does dishes
Never ran with a click
- I'm a posse
Kamikaze, strappin
a motherfuckin bomb across me
From the second I was born,
my momma lost me
I'm a cross between Manson,
Esham and Ozzy
I don't know why the fuck
I'm here in the first place
My worst day on this earth
was my first birthday
Retarded?
What did that nurse say?
Brain damage?
Fuck, I was born
during the earthquake

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