Return of The Fuck Head Video (MV)

Yeah return of the A-hole Wild Lyle
We goin' in heavy we goin' in hard
Smackin' the shit out of pretenders I know how you feel
Man I don't give a shit
You can call up all them other niggas including crit
I've been the bad apple creator of the matrix foul mouth
My entertainment is flagrant
Why the hell this corny industry look vacant
They said I couldn't make it yo they probably right
They said I sound bad but that was over Skype
And all these dope MCs have been overhyped
I mean they battle over mics but no growth in sight
Plus I deliver each package like it's overnight
It's the return of the A-hole
Or you can go get blown away with an A-K Bro
Then talk about how you been the best with a halo
But haven't been on the block since J-Lo
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
If he didn't know that dude is back Yo smoother than the backstroke (splish Splash)
Heat-seeking missile when the dart's thrown
Way too intelligent for your smartphone
My heart and desire got enough aura to pimp the empire
I weave through the beat like a black-haired blonde chick
I don't say everything because of my conscience
But if you heard my thoughts you'd think I was obnoxious
Wrote for Milonakis while touching all your knockers
Yell swag without rhyming brag with perfect timing
One thing Sandusky never touched was a hymen
Side note
I need to clear my throat before I ramble on
Bet against me You must've gambled wrong
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Oh man this shit is so redundant
There's a million MCs that think they're the one to covet
Don't even like the game while others love it
And can't even spit a freestyle in front of public
I used to do it every day but had to stop
All the competition showed up and I had it mopped
They disappeared like holding weight in front of dirty cops
Go before a judge or a Baldwin up that 30 Rock
(Stop acting)
I bet life was so simple then
Never needed middle men recite my thoughts from within
Hopping off of Ritalin body bag venison
Get so incensed but still claiming innocence
You can get the gist of it never got the wind of it
Real hip-hop is deceased and I'm the end of it (Bye)
The wisdom of a white rapper infinite
Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Yo you can peep the style Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Can't get the gist of it never got the wind of it
Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Real hip-hop is deceased and I'm the end of it
Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Can't get the gist of it never got the wind of it
Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle
Real Hip Hop is deceased and I'm the end of it
Return of that f*ckhead nigga Wild Lyle