I jus feel like novocaine
I feel like hank hill with the propane
Propane and propane accessories
No name next to me
Nose ain't cocaine festering
I don’t wanna play with that i don't like bleedin
I do what a bitch do
I'm in the function
And i think i pulled up for no reason
No i ain’t miss you
I got all the drugs
I got all the guns
And i flip it to the kids
They pop out
Blowin tops down
Like it's top down
Re-Loaded (1996)
I ain't even play that shit
I needed a reference
I need a reverend
And they expect me
To say what i say what i do with some reverence
I need a weapon
King of the punch in
Back again back again
My ass bent distractin men
What's happenin what's hannin friend
My track jus did what magic can't
No it ain't funny
It's really fuckin serious
It’s really really really serious
Everybody bow down to me
I am a god amongst men
I am the greatest rapper in recorded history
As you could probably tell when i’m bored it gets to me

Oh i should start rappin again?

Nerd ass puss ass bitch boy
Bitin on the curb concerned like shit boy
Wet em like a sturgeon have him sleepin with the fish boy
Guess i just don't get it like y’all do
I don't wanna yell and i won't say shit bout it
I'm tryna be a popstar
Sell my soul sell my dick
Yea i can live without it
I been bout it
I care that much that i’ll kill bout it
He starin cause he hungry
That's why they all actin funny
He ran out of all his money

I got a white bread glick
Chomp it down one bite like sonic
Guess he just don't like my sonnets
If that shit sound fye i'm on it