LYRIC

(Chorus x2)

Waving 45's at the public eye
I hate the fucking world I live in
I'm not one to lie
I've got some ammo and a heater
Better hope I serve a sentence
I'm a fucking public menace

(Verse 1)
I'm a, I'm a
A citizen killer with medals and accolades
Earned by slaughtering these fucking
peasants in my pirate raids
Flyer than the bees that ate
the flying fuck out Nick Cage
and stabbing faggots in the rib cage
with six switch blades
That's insane someone take his ass away
Beat the tar out him 'till his stupid face
don't look the same
Take your best shots
I believe gain married the pain
Break my fucking jaw now I'm getting the riches
Fuck the fame
I'm G as shit
I'm smoking crack out of a toilet bowl
My buddies told me to spit bars
Fuck it, I did it so
I killed them both and sent myself
into the fucking hospital
Nothing else had been so hot
and yet so fucking cold
My lyrics burned down a soup kitchen
you, what a shame
I got a noose up in my closet
cuz my bro wanted to hang
Took the heat instead of that one motherfucker OJ
They said that I was strangling but
I was just doing the same
I don't understand half the shit around me
Show your tits you get a drink
You show your dick you get a pounding
My mother has been concerned with lack of
friends that come surround me
But I'm hiding
I'm surprised a single soul has found me
I'm going back to school
Let's take a look at what I need
I need a shiv, some lighter fluid
Some matches, an m80
An AK that fires fatal shots
with lack of aiming
Finna kill all of these bitches
like mama dun killed her baby
I'm done with giving shits
I'm done trying to make friends
I'm done with acting like I'm all
happy until the day ends
I'm done with making raps and shit that
people say don't make sense
I'm done with people saying they cut
when they barely dent
I'm done with everybody here
Everyone is garbage
I'ma bring a rifle to my high school
That'll start shit
I hate my fucking life
you bet your ass that I'ma show it
I got one chance to make my point
I hope that I don't blow it
Y'all gon know it
(Chorus x2)

Waving 45's at the public eye
I hate the fucking world I live in
I'm not one to lie
I've got some ammo and a heater
Better hope I serve a sentence
I'm a fucking public menace

(Verse 2)

It's the return of the nastiest, craftiest ass blaster
Making bitches call me daddy
I seem like a fucking pastor
I'm not a fucking holy man
I just wanted to ask her
what to say to make her make me
My salami sandwich faster
I hit a bitch with the back of a black hammer
And tell the fucking sheriff
I saw the guy that attacked her
A tall white man that rode by on a tractor
and appeared to be tripping balls
on fumes before and after
I make a clean escape and head back to the pickup
Drive down a block or two
and buy some glue and six sluts
then bring them bitches back to the cut
after the stickup
and neck a fucking bottle 'till
I'm suffering from hiccups
I'm a genius, a superhero's nemesis
I throw these naughty words around
like my dumb ass invented it
I body verses hard and double fist these instrumentals
Yea, I'm fucking up these pads of paper
with my fucking pencils
I take it back, fuck writing utensils
I dun wrote a hook for all my songs in seconds
so suspenseful
How's he do it? How's he killing?
How's he spewing all this venom?
How's he got the nuts that big enough
to put his fucking time into
the song that he produced
and blew the panties off my granny?
Bitch, I'm grinding to a pulp
I'm in my cave, I'm never happy
But I'm finding bits of solace
in completion of the verses
that destroy the fucking puppies
bitches hide inside their purses
I've reached a verdict
I'm always nervous
That's why being on the offense
is the only thing that works
I'm trying to lookout for my ass
and break my foot off up in yours
and at the same time
rate rhymes, rape, repeat
and bake lines
that shit was crazy
a seventeen year old
with microphones, a dream,
and nothing else but fucking talent yo
now who be fucking with them
stupid groupies
and not focusing on lyrics
Stop your overzealous using
get your stupid ass producing
It's the wolf pack
It's the mother fucking wolf pack
Yea, It's the mother fucking wolf pack
(Chorus x4)

Waving 45's at the public eye
I hate the fucking world I live in
I'm not one to lie
I've got some ammo and a heater
Better hope I serve a sentence
I'm a fucking public menace

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