Dope D.O.D. & Bizarre - We Don't Care Lyrics

This a stickup, give up ya purses
While I sniff cocaine, in the middle of these verses
And what's the worsest, I'm sick in the head
Molly, XTC, I'm lit on the ledge
I'm shitfaced, all in the shit place
Ass hole licker, I can show you how shit tastes
And I wont hesitate, I pop my brother
My adopted mother and her older lover
I'm hot this summer, probably for murder
I'm in River Rules, still in cadillac converter
Stay in the house, It's hot outside
You aint a killer, you is not outside
We don't care
They say life ain't fair so
We don't care
Give a f*ck if you scared ho
We don't care
Make the whole world stare bro
We don't care
Throw your hands in the air yo
We don't care
I don't care where you from
Or where you going
I should've been on stage
But instead I'm sniffing blowin
My trailer in the village of the artists
I think I threw my weed away
I'm digging through the garbage
Biz and D.O.D.
We the illest on the market
Admitting I'm retarded?
Hell no I got more pride than Bud light or Target
Guest in the house of rap shitting on the doormat
Pissing on the carpet
Wigger by default but
When it comes to spitting I'm the sharpest
I do this for the love of the art form
F*ck living the largest
Biz is Kingpin Reap is Venom I am Carnage
Supervillain supergroup, ready to get it started
You better run when the bull charges
When I'm done your remains are the same as a bowl of garnish
Eat prey, then retreat to my lair
Doing lines with the Cocaine Bear, we don't care
We up next to get the riches and the spoils my nigga
Touch the bitches like the judges on the voice my nigga
I'm annoyed nigga, I don't play or toy nigga
Real Predator you like the Priest that touch the boys nigga
Yo bitch gimme glance, rippin pants, Phillip Banks
I'm never sleepin on the job, but I'm still in a trance
Still buzzin last night was sippin Robitussin
I woke up muffin touchin on my female cousin
I'm a menace and a liability
Somewhere high in Italy
My brain fried It's killin me
It's Jayreap I'm poppin up to take the last hit
Gimme hashes I will turn em into ashes
European nigga driving with a stick shift
Call me Mr Gibson
Givin bitches stiff dick
Now point ya f*ckin biscuit up to tha air
Doomslayers here to rip and tear
We don't care
They say life ain't fair so
We don't care
Give a f*ck if you scared ho
We don't care
Make the whole world stare bro
We don't care
Throw your hands in the air yo
We don't care