yo engineer i think i lost my mothafuckin mind man diabolic foul play we takin over the mothafuckin game i remember being on my mommas porch a kid with rotten thoughts tossin tomahawks at kids to knock em off their rockin horse now im at war connectin cops to electric shock treatment and im not leavin til their eyes pop bleedin and hearts stop beatin the whole cop precinct thinks i should be in a padded room when they the bastards who fucked luima in the ass with brooms i travel through and kill the mothers of these savage goons fill the house with gaseous fumes lightin up a match like boom on the crime scene theyll have the camera zoomed at every massive wound i left when i stabbed the womb with plastic spoons and now the planets doomed cause this afternoon i was pissin out the suns flames with guns aimed at the moon cats assume im crackin jokes but i aint laughin folks id slash your throat for a pack of smokes if my ass is broke stashin coke stayin cool i aint no nervous wreck i earn respect burnin purple sess durin urine tests i flirt with certain death attackin for some fame and fortune with some ragin swordsmen torchin who s on stage performin take this chloroform and pour it on some fresh linen gag you have your head spinnin tied up like the tenth innin bread winnin i sex women slap the chaperone take her in the back to bone and tape it on my camera phone i have the throne hard as granite stone the illest rapper known inside new yorks catacombs underground cause that s my home i think i lost my mind im bout to cross the line start a riot kill a cop and just toss the 9 im hungry all the time pain is all i find fuck my music ima loose it i dont wanna rhyme i was born from moms colon possessed by the ghost of lamont coleman now seans flowin like hemoglobin through a hole in ron goldman ill be slappin jaws bitches i be stabbin raw tappin more than a jehovahs witness knockin at your door smashin whores bangin in the car like 808s more semen than a naval base skeetin on their facial traits me and my label mates dont need a watch from jacobs place to make her take a taste and add devil s horns to an angel face aint at the vmas ill be up at cmj with bitches on their knees to pray swallowin my dna drunk chuggin enj dodgin pigs drivin fords i see more holdin cells than salesmen at verizon stores iron core hard as nails raised inside a garbage pail could ve went to harvard yale or princeton but chose to market sales the end is near i sense your fear cause me and engineer guzzled everclear and sabotaged the western hemisphere they sent us here when i stepped in hell with jezebels pressed the 12 and heaven fell every time my record sells i ll be dead or left in jail before i ll be the next to fail other cats dont measure well like ounces on a metric scale my train of thoughts pay the cost and never take a loss make you a decayin corpse and laugh through my day in court dont play it off like i wont run a razor straight across your throat til theres tomato sauce sprayin towards your neighbor s porch  i think i lost my mind im bout to cross the line start a riot kill a cop and just toss the 9 im hungry all the time pain is all i find fuck my music ima loose it i dont wanna rhyme2