I Met R.C. Christian lyrics

[Intro]
"You're frying man
How much acid did you take?"

[Chorus]
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn't be sh*t
Dirty motherf*cker with no ends and a broke whip
The only thing I can say is I don't take sh*t
Put 'em up in some concrete, push him, dump him off a damn bridge
I'm tripping shrooms turn a minion to a maniac
Paranoia take over the brain off a 20 sack
Perfect day I wish upon myself for the same thing
To get up out this b*tch and make my way to blank space

[Verse 1]
I never sleep without my slugger, that's some G sh*t
You never know when motherf*ckers trying to creep in
But lately when I say I know about the KREEP game
K-R-double E-P I kreep like Jack The Ripper, insane
Aside from tripping all I do is think about sh*t
Like what if Kurt Cobain was murdered by the Love b*tch
Never question anything you see when you a dumb kid
Open up your brain and let me in then you kill 'em

[Verse 2]
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn't be sh*t
That's until the first time I bust a motherf*cker with a closed fist
I tried to live inside a bubble with no violence
b*tch don't get me f*cked up p*ss on a crucifix
Now pacifism ain’t the way to do sh*t, unless
You want some motherf*ckers run up in your crib with a full clip
You got to show them hoes and b*tches you will never love 'em
Now watch them crawl back no need to think about 'em, no
[Chorus]
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn't be sh*t
Dirty motherf*cker with no ends and broke whip
The only thing I can say is I don't take sh*t
Put 'em up in some concrete, push him, dump him off a damn bridge
I'm tripping shrooms turn a minion to a maniac
Paranoia take over a brain off a 20 sack
Perfect day I wish upon myself for the same thing
To get up out this b*tch and make my way to blank space