[Chorus: Swisher Sleep]
Who the fuck let these n***as up in here?
Motherfucker been here
Thinkin' I'ma stay a minute, I ain't playin' with it
I've been try'na get my pay up in it
Try'na make a livin' off the motherfuckin'
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
It's like diggin' for cigarette butts in the ashtray
And I don't even smoke, choke
(Rap Game) Got a lot of back pain
Facts, mane, dealin' with these devils on the daily
And these n***as they be actin' like a baby
When I'm in their radius, actin' ladyish
Shit is crazy, married to thе
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
Is that contract good?
Shit, maybе, you know
Slim Shady, this big shady, the
(Rap Game)

[Verse 1: Swisher Sleep]
Gotta be a little crazy to be nominated
Gotta grow a little taller just to tolerate it
Gotta go in but pull it out if she ovulated
I mean we can fuck but I don't want a baby, welcome to the
(Rap Game) Ooh, that was close
Almost woke up with a record deal
The shit was feelin' hella real
Ooh, I know I must be dreamin'
'cause they wanted me to break
But a real n***a never will
Never winnin, or treatin' me like a puppet
Defeatin' me, then I'm feedin' me, fuck it
Get it illegally, beatin' me to the punches
Like you competin' with your girl and then let her win it
Easily, then so why they believe in me?
If I need it I get it immediate, fuck a subpoena
This is not for social media theater
Got a jig in here, better pull up a seat in here
Feel the essence of Muhammad Ali in here, n***a
Not a joke, man, a boy way better, they can't beat me, n***a
Pretty boy Floyd Mayweather with the beating, gotta
Come and see me, this shit that these n***as be sayin'
On Instagram intend to be misleading, they not really leading
Flick 'em like a beedi upside the beanie
I came up in the CD
That's abbreviated, insinuated, innovative
With this shit I'm spittin', it's a pity, ain't it
N***as hate it, fuck 'em, I'ma penetrate it anyway
Ooh, all there is to that, I'm takin' all the money
Gotta put away your shoulda-coulda-woulda, win another way
I could'a been in prison, I done been the number one
So now I'm goin' independent like a runaway
(Grrr) The sound that the stomach make
My music is underrated, it burned, n***a
And I be so all over these hooks
That I'll bite a worm n***a, uh
[Chorus: Swisher Sleep]
Who the fuck let these n***as up in here?
Motherfucker been here
Thinkin' I'ma stay a minute, I ain't playin' with it
I've been try'na get my pay up in it
Try'na make a livin' off the motherfuckin'
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
It's like diggin' for cigarette butts in the ashtray
And I don't even smoke, choke
(Rap Game) Got a lot of back pain
Facts, mane, dealin' with these devils on the daily
And these n***as they be actin' like a baby
When I'm in their radius, actin' ladyish
Shit is crazy, married to the
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
Is that contract good?
Shit, maybe, you know
Slim Shady, this big shady, the
(Rap Game)

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Now you need to eat
Come and take a seat
I'm the ink, you a record deal
Now they own your soul
When there's nowhere to go
Shit, welcome to the...
What? They don't want it, they gon' treat me like I'm haunted
But I'm here like I never left
Stuck like I'm blunted, you can take it how you want it
They gon' fear like I'm Walking Dead
They be runnin' away from the competition, I'm wishin'
Somebody would but I'm promising I'm not missin' a victim
I feed the demon inside me who never listen, I'm whippin'
Around the stick and bitch, I don't need no permission
I see it all in my vision
Everybody is funny as soon as I get to winnin'
Try to give me a deal but nobody wanna come listen
Then I came with the Brain and made everybody my victims
Glad I got your attention (Okay!)
This is not for your Instagram and your Twitter
You livin' demandin' word of my mind I deliver
The murder that we be givin' 'em my gripin' with 'em
My teacher is comin' to me like "my, my, you did it"
N***a, on the Brain, I be gone
When I get up in the zone, zip, it's a wrap
Give you sick like syrup of ipecac
I don't need nobody name for me to brag, n***a
I'm a flow killa, n***a, fo' realla, with the silverback
I'm gorilla in the four-wheeler, there's no realer
Keep on winnin' when they wishin' you death and they get
Infected, I promise I will never let up for no n***a
People smile in your face
Behind your back they be wishin' you death
All these rap n***as owned our plate
It's time to eat till it ain't shit left, n***a
[Chorus: Swisher Sleep]
Who the fuck let these n***as up in here?
Motherfucker been here
Thinkin' I'ma stay a minute, I ain't playin' with it
I've been try'na get my pay up in it
Try'na make a livin' off the motherfuckin'
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
It's like diggin' for cigarette butts in the ashtray
And I don't even smoke, choke
(Rap Game) Got a lot of back pain
Facts, mane, dealin' with these devils on the daily
And these n***as they be actin' like a baby
When I'm in their radius, actin' ladyish
Shit is crazy, married to the
(Rap Game, ooh, the Rap Game)
Is that contract good?
Shit, maybe, you know
Slim Shady, this big shady, the
(Rap Game)