[Hook: Limp Bizkit sample]
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

[Verse 1: GOOSE]
Down low, invisible, barely here
He's the myth, you heard about
But rarely hear
Cuz he dreams and see's it
Fiends and needs it
Lives in the studio
Sleeps and breathes it
MC's is heathens
But he's a genius
The rap Earl Manigault
With jeans and sneakers
You seen his meaness
His trees are seedless
These freaks and cheaters
Can't peep his weakness
The haters just hate
The PJ's fixate
You might hear his vocals
On a DJ's mixtape
But never on the radio or MTV
But you could download
The freestyle on MP3
And pump it in your ipod
He's a die hard
Real MC from a time long gone
No dough, no chain
No ring, no game
No bling, no name
He just rips the mic
[Hook: Limp Bizkit sample]
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

[Verse 2: GOOSE]
One day they finally called
They said your shit's raw
We'll give you this record deal
Put you on this big tour
Bring you to New York City
Madison Avenue
And talk to Steve Stoute
On the 26th floor
Next thing you know
He's an office
With eight dudes
In grey suits grinning
About to give him the great news
They offered him two grand
For ten songs
They're really sorry
But they ain't got
No advance for him
I wish you could of been
A fly on the wall
Seen the look on his face
He was smiling and all
If there's one that he learned
Flipping fries at the mall
It's when you feel you're gonna cry
Squeeze your eyes in a ball
Then the head A&R
In the pinewood chair told me
You don't need a lawyer GOOSE
Sign right there
I don't remember nothing from then
I blacked out
You can't blame me, it's their fault
[Hook: Limp Bizkit sample]
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies