I've been up since six, my lucks been stripped
I've been through a bunch of shit, working tons of shifts, trying to fund my shit
I can't afford lunch so I chug a fifth, I smoke so much my lungs are crisp
I got drunk and sunk my fist into a bunch of bricks and sprung my wrist, I'm done, I quit
These fucking kids have an opinion about me, they can suck my dick
I'm still searching for some fucks to give (yeah)
I swim up to your yaht bitch and sunk your ship (whoops)
See me on the street you better duck and split
I'm hungry bitch, your looking like cunts to lick

Fuck a noose, I tied a couple of tube socks
I wrapped it around my throat and jumped off the rooftop
I'm psycho, my mind is in a fucking boondocks
I'm sick with it, I might need a couple of flu shots

My name is Denace, my eyes are reddish, I'm sweeter than diabetics
My souls on ebay and I'm fucking dying to sell it (buy it)
A rhyming menace, a rhyming dictionary in my genetics
And I'm sick of every little dick that I embarrass

Find appearance, you'll find me in aisle clearance cleaning out these last season rappers that can not come near this
(come here, bitch, come here, come here motherfucker)
Convince the world that I've been deadly, rinse the skin with the blood from this machete
My friend Freddy and Jason have been ready since ten thirty

Ed Gein with a chainsaw, LeBron James with a damn ball, shit stains in the dang stall
That ain't shit stains, that's ripped brains in a face off

Hello, hip-hop, red or blue pill? Pick one
Tell Cosby I can't figure out which one does the trick, son
Just take both and sip some, sit back I'll wake you when the fucking shits done