[Verse 1:]
Got me greedy as f*ck, like my initials are I.R.S
f*ck you conscience I dare you to talk sh*t again
I'll pop you like balloon n*ggas taking supplements
I'll have your place next to f*cking Kanye in the wet cement
Cut the flame on it cut the time by 10 percent
Let it f*cking dry, watch Whitney cry
Because her high never came down
Looking like aborted fetuses in an ultrasound
What the f*ck you gone say now?
I don't give two f*cks, yea Imma dip b*tch
Gone with the wind like. skin cells to your leprosy
Got em' long faced like Triple H did the pedigree
Got em' roasted like the feels of f*cking mustard gas. Instead of me
Maybe I'm in hell and I'm f*cking Hitler's dad
Karmaloop
Shoot some bullets at me while I'm launching nukes
Look at these knees Not the bees I'll f*cking slaughter you
[Sample:]
Not the bees!
[Verse 2:]
Light a fire up my ass I'm the f*cking wicker man
And another Burning man
So tell me who's greater than
I'm the known El Capitan
Not a Murphy could be sicker then
Not even earth-bound
I'm the man behind the breeding ground
Dancing round sh*t. like I'm Mr. Six. and I invented sound
Causing riffs in time like Slash with eight arms and a couple mouths
Peep some rappers famous sucking di*k like they need a crown
I go toe to toe disintegrate your face and run for more
Even Mj's nose knows when he prays for
f*ck the help not even death could f*cking stop me
Got me burning senseis like a handful of wasabi
I'll make another f*ckin storm like the Phoenix couldn't bother me