Boutta go Kaoiken, punk, Times 20
Me against me, that's Jason and Freddy
Imma make a rapper cemetery if they let me
You been on the bench, so it's time to get ready
I don't have a limit now, put your finger down
I been living like batman, you living like a clown
Kill the beat the second that it turns on
I could make DMX go and write a love song
I don't need your fricking help, I just need to figure out
How you so dumb, that you haven't killed yourself
I don't need a another reason, kill me if you wanna
You against me, that's drugs vs trauma
Who got the pain to sustain all this rage
You been pain since you stepped on the stage
I could cut every bullet that you shot with a blade
Don't ever come to boy when enraged
I could make an artist go straight from an artist to autist
Rock star straight to retarded
Ya'll been the same since All them was locked up in auschitz
Same since, Sega, and cartidge
Itachi with the flame, Sasuke with the blade, Money with the change
Psycho with the chains, Ya'll get out the way, I been in the game
Trynna make a name, You're minute maid, I been here for days
I don't need a blow up song, all my songs detonate
The titan who's fightin his own mind
The lightning who struck at the best time
The pickaxe that hit gold the first time
My mic hand when I spit my first rhyme
Nobody's special when I step in the booth
I could kill like every single person in a breath in the room
I have to scream till my lungs straight tatted and blue
I breathe like every frickin breath I take is the last and I knew
Who needs the money when I'm dripping in pain
My head is insane, Happiness may never awake
I gotta dream just so I can have it takes
I'll be the last man alive and still think that it's fake