4 BASE lyrics

[Verse]
All you demons, all you rats
f*ck your feelings, I been dying, my heart black
f*ck you demons, f*ck you rats
Ain't a single f*cking rapper that I back
All my brothers do it better
I don't take the label that you gave us, f*cking never
I heard all your music, motherf*cker, it's whatever
Please don't f*cking talk, I'm still working on my temper
Please don't f*cking talk, I'm still working on my
We get at your neck
I don't call it passion, you working for a check (Check)
b*tch, you ain't a threat
Yes, I take my money, at least I got respect, yeah
Y'all wanna know the problem?
Money come in better when I'm f*cking up my brain
I got all my closest dead inside and I'm insane
I could talk for hours, why the f*ck should I explain?
(b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lil' f*ckboy wanna talk, I don't wanna talk
b*tch, I wanna-
Closed casket for you, b*tch, I'm not asking
I'ma switch my f*cking attitude to f*cking deal with you
Not f*cking feeling you
Drop him, b*tch, it's overdue, huh
[Outro]
[?] (Yeah)
We don't f*ck with you (Yeah, yeah)