[Verse 1]
These are the side effects of being high and buzzed
Writing, cess combined with Myoplex while you ingest designer drugs
Rewind the caps to rhyme my set before I light you up
I'll strike you with a Midas touch and grab your wife and fuck
Til the hymen bust open like a fire hydrant wide and fire trucks
Driving sideways on the highway 'til I fuck my tires up
You wanna die then try your luck, give a flying fuck
Who you trying to fuck you grimy slut
Whoops your fucking time is up
Ignite the plugs and put your nighters up
Another life is lost
Put the lighters up, you think you sick I'll clear your sinus up
Pull the rifle fire once I pry your gut
Open and expose your entire lunch, bitch this is the final cut
I'll take everyone your with and then I'll line 'em up
And then I'll run off with you bitch because she's fine as fuck
Killing MC's for me is easy just like frying duck
It's time for me to turn the motherfucking fire up

[Chorus]
Every time i come down to the scene they know that
They can't play the games with me
They always wanna try to play me close
But they don't know how to
They never ever seem to succeed
They always wanna try to play with me
[Verse 2]
What's the meaning of real life? Is this what it feels like?
This don't even feel right, this feels like..
I always gotta keep up and fight
And you wonder why we drink to the night
They leech on you they speak on you deceitful they reach on
And they tell you to be strong for the people
But please don't be hard? when they greet you
I'll bark on you and walk you through the Garden of Eden
Stomping your teeth to the bottom part of the street meets you
When God said a part of me's carving your rib for all of your people
Except me, I'm not part of this gene pool
I'm part martian, parting the sea
Opposite side of my arms you can see the karma defeat you
But honestly the thought of me, being a God to you probably leaves you
Inside of a spot where you see through
Walking the street with a Walkman
Rocking a beat, I'm a cocky being
Get bodied I beat you
Yous a toddler to me, your train of thought is in pre-school
Causing a scene like movie premiers, copy the screen moves
Pop you in the spleen, spin you around like washing machines do
I know you probably think "He gotta be evil."
But I did it all just because I wanted to teach you

[Chorus]
Every time i come down to the scene they know that
They can't play the games with me
They always wanna try to play me close
But they don't know how to
They never ever seem to succeed
They always wanna try to play with me