The why, the who, what, when, the where, and the how What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The same fuckin questions (fuckin questions.) Who think, I'm some wigger who just tries to be black, cause I talk with an accentĪnd grab on my balls, so they always keep askin To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stationsĪnd I just do not got the patience (got the patience.) I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name Is'Īnd pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation That I wish, that I would just die or get firedĪnd dropped from my label and stop with the fables To burn and it's burnin and I have returned Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way.)īut I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire Now it's so sad to see, an upper class city Where were the parents at? And look where it's at When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his schoolĪnd they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn.) and the heroin With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinky That song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses" Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered I don't mean to be mean, but that's all I can be, it's just me I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I don't care who was there and who saw me destroy you I'm liftin' you 10 feet (10 feet.) in the air No patience is in me and if you offend me If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty.) To not come and speak to me (speak to me.) I don't know youĪnd no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing In the streets when I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out That's been eatin' me recently off of this chestĪnd I rest again peacefully (peacefully.) on this earthĪnd since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curseĪnd just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that worksĪnd it sells and it helps in itself to relieveĪll this tension dispensin' these sentences gettin' this stress Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
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