You're rock salt I'm double-ought buck shot A gold watch wound up like a slap shot Ready to rock beats melt the asphalt That's real talk save the jive for the bus stop (This shit's) harder than hopscotch on a bottle of scotch And a beatdown from whores at a truck stop Finer than fuck superior brand invincible Indivisible maintain the principles Sparks in the brain charge the heart up shoot from the hip Static jumping out from my fingertips Goddamn I'm electric I'm electric venomous ink poison the paper Syllables shipped in hazmat containers Exciting flashing brighter than lightning striking Houses made of aluminum siding Before and after Nick Swisher Single Stuffed with kush stash the coke in the Pringles Meet and mingle even lesbians love me Got what I need and that's sayin something Sparks in the brain charge the heart up shoot from the hip Static jumping out from my fingertips

Spinning your wheels on the road to the action Burn rubber like children been playing with matches Patches on jackets professor of passion Lonely wives inside of McMansions Late rent on the split off chasing a fix Stupid as fuck but you already knew this This boy a nuisance Arm got bruising Take him out back and shoot him A tower of power starts off as a flower Go-go gadget syringe a case of the wowzers Wham bam thank you ma'am You got sores on the palms of your hands Talk shit crash forklifts fired or quit Enabler might as well by him the hits Nurses to the stations of the cross each sunday Fun day wrong way one way Good times til we mumify Dark of the winter and the heat of the summertime The days of your lives worship at the church of lies Though shall not even try to deny Put it in your arms and you put it in your hands s it too soon to joke you think I cost you a poke Bitch damn near gave me a stroke Vandalized equipment and surprises Sketchy timelines and problems arising It's all good now but I ate some shit And we all do things that we come to regret But we recognize take steps to correct Brush off the dust fall back into line Get shit fixed before we run out of time Cut the dead weight gotta look out for mine Norman Bates meets Trainspotting White horse galloping percs and klonopin Body rot lying you constantly yawning Stealing from the owner the house you been squatin Pull your pants down check your tampon for spottin

I love breathing fresh air in the rain or the sunshine It's a million dollar feeling I have from being of sound body and mind Life's a grind but you gotta keep it movin Like strippers at the strip club when the bass gets to boomin Zoomin like a trucker behind schedule Ninety-five mph by the light of the moon I sleep four hours a night Wake up in a cold sweat Like an athlete in debt that just murdered his wife and wrecked his brand new uninsured red corvette Ashamed of past actions spoken words unkind We've lowered the standards lawyer up and pay fines Fall down the mineshaft kids be rockin the minecraft George Brett screaming for blood when they confiscated his ball bat Blue Moon and Jack Daniels Used to rock me some dreads and a ball cap Taking things for granted then the chances pass You might wanna slow down cause you're wasting gas Don't be like me watch the calendar pass Broken down on the road cause I'm out of gas You get poor you get old your friends start to scatter Bored with your talk your plans cease to matter Make little to no contact cross paths force out some laughter Chit chattin but ready to dash Acting like we give a fuck about the times of the past Aint we some fabulous actors No one looking out for you and no one loves you

Get shit shaking life is yours for the taking No lines no waiting here's a blank canvas get painting Soothe the ache and the need high speed runs like a dream Evacuate the building I got it bursting at the seems I got a trench coat and a black hat Got a chick with a huge rack she got two orange and a black cat Fat ass sleep all day on the bath mat Bass drum kick take a stick to the snare and the high hat Get smashed up like teens in a car crash MADD moms nag like a sex rash Change them laws with the green backs Spark the bong right the wrongs Prolong the fuck come strong Nod your goddamn heads to the beat of the song Ring the alarm Daydreams and wishes but the problems stack up like dishes In an Old Country Buffet filled to capacity with fat bitches Plagued by night terrors since birth Pissed off and stressed out at work My grandparents suffered horrible deaths and it hurts I question the gods get banned by the mods Rock the mic proper live high on the hog Get my fill toss the scraps to the dogs Stunned silence from the crowd the team's taking a beating Getting trampled like Cincinnati concerts with festival seating Just bein honest like confessions given at AA meetings I'm bursting at the seems it's a such wonderful feeling

No question the microphone's a loaded Smith and Wesson When I hold it but I never cared to enter this profession (Full of) Average graffiti vocals lacking in meaning Deadbeat emcees chasing dreams of the greedy (I got) Dick for the chicks who want to give me a kiss I'll blow my load on their tits and give they sister a lick I know my style's nothing new but fashions tend to repeat Motherfuck it cause you motherfuckers eat up the beats Mail cash snatch up albums and stickers Thai stick burn chase the liquor with liquor Strings, keys, pads work on the specialties Cook up beats make you feen for the recipes Toss me the keys you be drinking heavily Kennedy killed Kopechne allegedly Snap crackle and pop vocab cash for the crop Miracle worker I be the Annie Sullivan of hip hop Chase misery sleep with the enemy Amps to eleven call for the deputies No C.O.D shipping and handling Panhandling disregards to the family It's no use there's no fountain of youth One day older gettin long in the tooth Play the part dance 'round the truth It's all good taxes pay for the food Now everyone wants to spend some time Everyone wants to spend some time with me How do I do it shit I got my ways I'm a cross between Satan and Roland LeBay Man of the high life I'm the champagne of rappin Lethal like a diet of cyanide tablets Higher than the highest hippies on campus Increasing the levels of vaginal dampness Rabid hyperactive radioactive Crazier than schizophrenics on acid You're betamax a box full of 8-tracks Section 8 littered with trash and tampax Ax swing catch heads in a basket Sign the certificate and lower the casket Chase misery sleep with the enemy Amps to eleven call for the deputies No C.O.D shipping and handling Panhandling disregards to the family It's no use there's fountain of youth One day older gettin long in the tooth Play the part dance 'round the truth It's all good taxes pay for the food Fightin the feelin you're lacking in meaning A liar a thief a community bleeding The women are crying the children are screaming The lazy are sleeping the ceiling is leaking Lawless and guilty your soul put to hazard Currency worthless your counterfeit swagger The women would rather be spending they time The women would rather be spending they time with me