This is hell on earth, welcome to ma nightmare
Spit it so quick ya can feel it real shit, gotta light it up, da world don't fight fair
Any fool who doubt my hustle and motivation, gotta hold it up right there
And if I never make a millie I been dreamin of, den f*ck it, I don't care
Aite slow down Bugs, Rome wasn't built in a day
Jesus died, for my sins, but still, I don't pray
Still, every day is like a knife, plungin through my chest
Raisin a kid by myself, while his mom out, havin sex, and doin meth
And I ain't never gonna up again, dis music shit is my life
Ain't no Kanye west documentary, but you can see da highlights
And I'm drawn to da flashing lights, das why I got three duis
I see you cop, you saved my life, but I ain't gotta read between da lines
I'm a criminal now and everything I do is accentuated by my past
Can't get a good job, and I gotta blow to start, and there's plenty complaints I could add
But I am Bugs Nasty, not Bugs Negative, still gettin by, don't ask me
What I'm f*ckin down about today, onto other things, let's move past it
Let's fast forward to da scene of da movie, where I'm livin it up, sippin some suds
Kickin back in ma penthouse, wit two models, gettin some love
And honestly love is all I want, and it's all I wanna give
But life jus keeps on complicatin, no matter how many f*cks I give
So I pour my heart into my little kid, he's everything to me
My joy, my hope, my motivation, everything to me
Gettin repetitive, holdin back expletives, hmm, lemme se
Oh, life sucks every day, I ain't gotta pay a fee, I get it free
Welcome to
My hell on earth
Nothin else to do
But keep on puttin in the work
So fake your smile
And say you okay
Hell on earth
Till my dying day
And if you thought I was done, I ain't gotta apologize, jus bein me
And you gon hear a lot about Nastyville in da coming years, so better be
Ready for Freddie to traumatize you, gettin all up in ya dreams
Michael gonna stalk and slaughter some of these "naw give it up" fiends
Dis art gonna haunt some of ya'll, but I ain't no f*ckin clown
American film, I'm da centerpiece, and if you wanna live it up, I'm down
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This is hell on earth, welcome to ma nightmare
Spit it so quick ya can feel it real shit, gotta light it up, da world don't fight fair
Any fool who doubt my hustle and motivation, gotta hold it up right there
And if I never make a millie I been dreamin of, den f*ck it, I don't care
Aite slow down Bugs, Rome wasn't built in a day
Jesus died, for my sins, but still, I don't pray
Still, every day is like a knife, plungin through my chest
Raisin a kid by myself, while his mom out, havin sex, and doin meth
And I ain't never gonna up again, dis music shit is my life
Ain't no Kanye west documentary, but you can see da highlights
And I'm drawn to da flashing lights, das why I got three duis
I see you cop, you saved my life, but I ain't gotta read between da lines
I'm a criminal now and everything I do is accentuated by my past
Can't get a good job, and I gotta blow to start, and there's plenty complaints I could add
But I am Bugs Nasty, not Bugs Negative, still gettin by, don't ask me
What I'm f*ckin down about today, onto other things, let's move past it
Let's fast forward to da scene of da movie, where I'm livin it up, sippin some suds
Kickin back in ma penthouse, wit two models, gettin some love
And honestly love is all I want, and it's all I wanna give
But life jus keeps on complicatin, no matter how many f*cks I give
So I pour my heart into my little kid, he's everything to me
My joy, my hope, my motivation, everything to me
Gettin repetitive, holdin back expletives, hmm, lemme se
Oh, life sucks every day, I ain't gotta pay a fee, I get it free
Welcome to
My hell on earth
Nothin else to do
But keep on puttin in the work
So fake your smile
And say you okay
Hell on earth
Till my dying day
And if you thought I was done, I ain't gotta apologize, jus bein me
And you gon hear a lot about Nastyville in da coming years, so better be
Ready for Freddie to traumatize you, gettin all up in ya dreams
Michael gonna stalk and slaughter some of these "naw give it up" fiends
Dis art gonna haunt some of ya'll, but I ain't no f*ckin clown
American film, I'm da centerpiece, and if you wanna live it up, I'm down
Spit it so quick ya can feel it real shit, gotta light it up, da world don't fight fair
Any fool who doubt my hustle and motivation, gotta hold it up right there
And if I never make a millie I been dreamin of, den f*ck it, I don't care
Aite slow down Bugs, Rome wasn't built in a day
Jesus died, for my sins, but still, I don't pray
Still, every day is like a knife, plungin through my chest
Raisin a kid by myself, while his mom out, havin sex, and doin meth
And I ain't never gonna up again, dis music shit is my life
Ain't no Kanye west documentary, but you can see da highlights
And I'm drawn to da flashing lights, das why I got three duis
I see you cop, you saved my life, but I ain't gotta read between da lines
I'm a criminal now and everything I do is accentuated by my past
Can't get a good job, and I gotta blow to start, and there's plenty complaints I could add
But I am Bugs Nasty, not Bugs Negative, still gettin by, don't ask me
What I'm f*ckin down about today, onto other things, let's move past it
Let's fast forward to da scene of da movie, where I'm livin it up, sippin some suds
Kickin back in ma penthouse, wit two models, gettin some love
And honestly love is all I want, and it's all I wanna give
But life jus keeps on complicatin, no matter how many f*cks I give
So I pour my heart into my little kid, he's everything to me
My joy, my hope, my motivation, everything to me
Gettin repetitive, holdin back expletives, hmm, lemme se
Oh, life sucks every day, I ain't gotta pay a fee, I get it free
Welcome to
My hell on earth
Nothin else to do
But keep on puttin in the work
So fake your smile
And say you okay
Hell on earth
Till my dying day
And if you thought I was done, I ain't gotta apologize, jus bein me
And you gon hear a lot about Nastyville in da coming years, so better be
Ready for Freddie to traumatize you, gettin all up in ya dreams
Michael gonna stalk and slaughter some of these "naw give it up" fiends
Dis art gonna haunt some of ya'll, but I ain't no f*ckin clown
American film, I'm da centerpiece, and if you wanna live it up, I'm down
Writer: Chad Allen
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