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  • Ryan's a homicidal misfit, I write the solution of biophysics
    On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics
    This my admission to having violent psychotic wit
    Devour, polish it, politics
    By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
    I like writing, but I will stick this pencil in your ass
    Before I write your ****, pause, inhaling hella kush
    Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
    Felons, crooks, going door-to-door
    Like we selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
    Now my ***** a dancer, I'm about as sick as cancer
    If you could swallow my style, you'd probably rip your pants up
    If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
    It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
    They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship
    Leave you ****** floating in water, then go and drown a fish
    ****, I'm ****ing heinous, I make you ****ing famous
    Them lead showers is coming, **** is you saying?
    ****! It's ****ing raining, ****! There's lightning, *****!
    It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering, ****!
    ****! You couldn't muster up enough thought
    To take a dump during a brain fart, chump
    If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say
    That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place
    We came to monopolize the game, illuminati is here
    Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be
    Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze
    Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know
    Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are
    So quit ****ing the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre
    ****, screw the pooch, y'all done raped a pitbull
    Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you
    And this for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint
    You must be huffing, **** a ball sack
    If the taints can't take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman
    You 2000 and late, man, and Will I ain't, I'm the bad guy
    Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage
    Pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye
    Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us
    Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over
    Puffin' loosies, watching "I Love Lucy" with Gary Busey
    Crazy, how the **** could you son me? I'm Shady
    Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?
    I don't know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe
    'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me
    Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi
    All my homeboys, 2.0 Boys
    Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce
    Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice
    Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice
    You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist
    Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moiss
    Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw
    Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for
    I write until my right arm veins sore
    Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war
    You hear that? Yaowa, you know who finna fall out
    Definitively finish you, my fist take out that eyeball
    Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night
    Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight
    Jets and movers, cesspoolers, meth abusers
    You step to us, text Rugers to respect the shooters
    My men think in sync, roll with the best crew
    Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger
    Welcome to Nayhood, big in the 'jects, G
    Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck
    So I'm well-prepped if you just want war
    There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor
    It's raw, you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse, *****
    And you going to need the best doctors, house *****
    Guard your jewels and avoid large tools
    Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool
    Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told
    They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold
    Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate
    I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face
    Talking funds, ****** ain't never seen stock
    I don't need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock
    Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us
    Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over
    Take off, you invited inside of the mind of
    A psychotic rhymer, I'm kind of a (Dahmer)
    I'm grinding up rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders
    I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama
    You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article
    But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles
    (The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there
    Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air
    Stay fly like unlimited fare
    You got us pegged wrong, my circle don't fit in with squares
    I smell **** and piss, know where it's coming from
    You stepped on number two just to be number one
    Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard
    Bogart for arts, we go hard
    You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the West
    I'm Mozart, I compose dark **** with no heart
    [Yelawolf]
    I got Jim Beam in the liver, getting head like clean clippers
    With haters on my **** like a jeans zipper
    When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor
    You think you seen sick? Well, *****, you ain't seen sicker
    Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown
    Popping the trunk, my pump will stay cocking the round
    I **** logs and I piss river brown
    Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile
    And that's as close as I get to a pyramid
    ****, they think I'm Illuminati, so ****ing ignorant
    Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent
    But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end
    They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing
    Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing
    Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging
    I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying
    *****, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark
    Yelling "Go Shady!" Driving slower than an old lady
    In an old '89, no piece if you pay me
    Give me peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes
    I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately
    Same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies
    They call me crazy cause I made it
    *****, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately
    You ain't ****ing with Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce
    You don't want to see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice
    That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the point oh boys
    And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over
    Yo, I don't think they heard you, tell 'em again
    Game over!
  • [00:09.566]Ryan's a homicidal misfit, I write the solution of biophysics
    [00:12.626]On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics
    [00:14.421]This my admission to having violent psychotic wit
    [00:17.073]Devour, polish it, politics
    [00:18.485]By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
    [00:21.071]I like writing, but I will stick this pencil in your ass
    [00:23.658]Before I write your ****, pause, inhaling hella kush
    [00:26.471]Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
    [00:29.720]Felons, crooks, going door-to-door
    [00:32.241]Like we selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
    [00:34.653]Now my ***** a dancer, I'm about as sick as cancer
    [00:37.106]If you could swallow my style, you'd probably rip your pants up
    [00:39.656]If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
    [00:41.982]It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
    [00:44.576]They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship
    [00:47.181]Leave you ****** floating in water, then go and drown a fish
    [00:49.503]****, I'm ****ing heinous, I make you ****ing famous
    [00:51.927]Them lead showers is coming, **** is you saying?
    [00:54.002]****! It's ****ing raining, ****! There's lightning, *****!
    [00:56.679]It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering, ****!
    [00:59.204]****! You couldn't muster up enough thought
    [01:01.096]To take a dump during a brain fart, chump
    [01:03.208]If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say
    [01:05.627]That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place
    [01:08.065]We came to monopolize the game, illuminati is here
    [01:10.883]Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be
    [01:13.922]Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze
    [01:16.179]Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know
    [01:18.815]Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are
    [01:21.016]So quit ****ing the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre
    [01:23.677]****, screw the pooch, y'all done raped a pitbull
    [01:25.641]Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you
    [01:28.828]And this for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint
    [01:31.245]You must be huffing, **** a ball sack
    [01:32.608]If the taints can't take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman
    [01:35.904]You 2000 and late, man, and Will I ain't, I'm the bad guy
    [01:38.815]Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage
    [01:40.515]Pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye
    [01:43.803]Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us
    [01:45.803]Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over
    [01:48.704]Puffin' loosies, watching "I Love Lucy" with Gary Busey
    [01:51.040]Crazy, how the **** could you son me? I'm Shady
    [01:53.671]Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?
    [01:55.517]I don't know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe
    [01:58.655]'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me
    [02:01.096]Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi
    [02:03.681]All my homeboys, 2.0 Boys
    [02:06.094]Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce
    [02:08.730]Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice
    [02:11.116]Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice
    [02:13.880]You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist
    [02:16.204]Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moiss
    [02:18.767]Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw
    [02:21.425]Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for
    [02:23.378]I write until my right arm veins sore
    [02:26.142]Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war
    [02:28.440]You hear that? Yaowa, you know who finna fall out
    [02:30.777]Definitively finish you, my fist take out that eyeball
    [02:33.346]Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night
    [02:35.753]Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight
    [02:38.527]Jets and movers, cesspoolers, meth abusers
    [02:40.729]You step to us, text Rugers to respect the shooters
    [02:43.596]My men think in sync, roll with the best crew
    [02:45.653]Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger
    [02:48.389]Welcome to Nayhood, big in the 'jects, G
    [02:50.742]Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck
    [02:52.742]So I'm well-prepped if you just want war
    [02:54.880]There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor
    [02:57.989]It's raw, you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse, *****
    [03:00.730]And you going to need the best doctors, house *****
    [03:03.266]Guard your jewels and avoid large tools
    [03:05.266]Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool
    [03:07.814]Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told
    [03:10.302]They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold
    [03:12.841]Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate
    [03:15.366]I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face
    [03:18.243]Talking funds, ****** ain't never seen stock
    [03:20.481]I don't need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock
    [03:22.878]Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us
    [03:24.919]Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over
    [03:27.717]Take off, you invited inside of the mind of
    [03:30.423]A psychotic rhymer, I'm kind of a (Dahmer)
    [03:32.314]I'm grinding up rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders
    [03:34.931]I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama
    [03:37.927]You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article
    [03:40.106]But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles
    [03:42.680](The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there
    [03:45.329]Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air
    [03:48.217]Stay fly like unlimited fare
    [03:49.958]You got us pegged wrong, my circle don't fit in with squares
    [03:52.484]I smell **** and piss, know where it's coming from
    [03:55.129]You stepped on number two just to be number one
    [03:57.826]Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard
    [04:00.141]Bogart for arts, we go hard
    [04:01.933]You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the West
    [04:05.142]I'm Mozart, I compose dark **** with no heart
    [04:07.761][Yelawolf]
    [04:07.830]I got Jim Beam in the liver, getting head like clean clippers
    [04:10.566]With haters on my **** like a jeans zipper
    [04:12.454]When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor
    [04:15.189]You think you seen sick? Well, *****, you ain't seen sicker
    [04:17.493]Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown
    [04:19.706]Popping the trunk, my pump will stay cocking the round
    [04:22.298]I **** logs and I piss river brown
    [04:24.856]Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile
    [04:27.316]And that's as close as I get to a pyramid
    [04:29.782]****, they think I'm Illuminati, so ****ing ignorant
    [04:32.253]Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent
    [04:34.653]But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end
    [04:37.105]They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing
    [04:39.579]Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing
    [04:42.283]Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging
    [04:44.791]I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying
    [04:47.267]*****, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark
    [04:49.635]Yelling "Go Shady!" Driving slower than an old lady
    [04:52.180]In an old '89, no piece if you pay me
    [04:54.791]Give me peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes
    [04:57.132]I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately
    [04:59.783]Same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies
    [05:02.418]They call me crazy cause I made it
    [05:04.416]*****, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately
    [05:07.095]You ain't ****ing with Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce
    [05:09.782]You don't want to see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice
    [05:11.924]That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the point oh boys
    [05:14.193]And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over
    [05:16.970]Yo, I don't think they heard you, tell 'em again
    [05:19.319]Game over!