Fuck them, fuck her, fuck him, fuck you Fuck who ain't down, 9 what? (92euce!) Fuck ya catalogue, it's garbage; if y'all are artists I'm a god then; fuck it, I called it Fuck ya fanbase, you got supporters tryna wig out I'll show up wherever y'all at and air that bitch out Fuck the law of attraction, it's not law The only thing that's real is me when I say you ain't got bars Fuck the politics and credentials Precise poetic pieces perfected, fuck potential No longer gentle, my only focus is the hype shit Plain and simple, I'm old and jaded, I don't like shit Really? Where? When? Why? How? Hold up. I don't give a fuck who said what Lyrical satirical interview over mental Fuck that; let's get right to the point, I'm here to finish you It's been a good while since I put my foot in an ass or two Now, I'm back, with somethin' you can't but gotta answer to

Soul of a forgotten misanthrope that killed himself Symbols on a mirror formed by the blood of an infidel Called my name however many times; then, a scent inhaled Crash, glass shattered like broken dreams at the age of 12 Emerged from the shelves where the medicine kits was held Dummy dyin' on the floor by the toilet and pissy smell Stalk prey for pay where The Simpsons dwell Tell lies, my nose don't grow but my dick'll swell Is that a paradox? Don't know, don't really give a fuck Listen up, I shir't duties too long to keep the sickness tucked In my room, by myself, bouncing off the walls 4 wheelin' up a wall, uber pissed off The way I kill the wordplay and wordshapes and Put it to instrumentals, think of it as beatin' murder cases I'm at ya door like, bitch, lemme in, Ya Favorite Phantom's here With that Edgar Allan Poe meets David Alan Grier With the same ink that Robert Kelly used to write "Contagious" I craft frightful statements leaving pupils dilated I mean, I school cats, they show up the stu then die elated Been this way since the basement, quick clarification My path is not aligned with Satan, I'd rather keep debating Friendly heathen claims for entertainment, just sayin' Each passing second increases impatience Nostalgic imagination, I see things in Saturday morning animation My presentation brings amazement to yo feeble brain pit Make you swing and bang it til the vertebrae slips or leads to breakage Put my foot so deep inside ya anus Use you and crew as house shoes, if I can't the right replacements Detroit police I walk by, wave hi Dragging a body behind me, vertically bifurcated That means cut in half, from skull to ass for the laymen Okay, I'm done

Everything about you turns me on (that's no secret) I got energy to last from dusk til dawn (lemme unleash it) Check it, if we mate, you'll see I'm not a mere pawn, that's king shit You ain't gotta worry about me telling everybody we can keep it Strictly between me and (you) I think the two of us could have a lot of fun I'ma have you thinking 'bout it long after it's done I'm tryna hit it from the back and the side and front However you wanna try it Just as long as ya like it I'll be compliant, no complaining Girl, I only wanna hump (you) Walking around here like ya own damn sauna I just want to make you feel good, it would be my honor I can literally charm the pants off ya You so fuckin' fine to me, lady, I'll drink yo bathwater I want to drink Your soup (3 or 4 liters on the daily) I want to drink Your stew (Can I get a sip of it?) I want to drink Your soup (Please don't take this serious) I want to drink Your stew (Good job, fellas. New chorus.) Can I sing a Song for ya while you're in the Shower, baby (I'm bored as hell; (So, I'ma bother you) Can I sing a Song for ya while you're in the Shower, baby. (Baby, let a (Nigga eat it from the back (For the one time) Can I sing a Song for ya while you're in the Shower, baby (While I'm here I think I'll (Take a shit) Can I sing a Song for ya while you're in the Shower, baby (Talk to me)

Rage room attack soundtrack, collapse Talking to a Phantom therapist rap I spit game to a arrogant brat Just to lead her to a trap, ferrets tear her to scraps Recover the wedding ring, sell it for scratch Just enough to buy ammo for when the husband react Click clack, we back, creatin' havoc on wax Like Mobb Deep in a museum standing by Mike Jax Treat the beat like a cannibus pack Brandishin' bat, the bomber was black Brown or bronze, either way my bars hit hard You can't count a punch, that's a bunch (lot) of chumps In line to leave stargazing after I up a cut Nightlife at its finest, I don't like shit Not even a fan of my own likeness The lesser of all evils, righteous 8 or 9ish, midlife crisis I been on this beyond the grave type shit Marathon fight flicks, like it's the 70s Ya dawg raw like a late night naked scene My theatre of the mind played a melody Of voices telling me fuck everyone and everything While the organ screamed something heavenly Delivered his own eulogy, elegy, rest in peace Puttin' it plainly, the brain's bleek cuz pain's deep Therapy and bail money ain't cheap Shit, for these bars, you should pay me Therapy and bail money ain't cheap Puttin' it plainly, the brain's bleek cuz pain's deep Therapy and bail money ain't cheap Shit, for these bars, you should pay me Therapy and bail money ain't cheap

(On her hands and knees in my bedroom) (Ayo, look, it's Grimmy) (Okay, I like this.) (Okay, I like this.) (Gotta use my tag now.) (9 what?!) (92euce!!) Bad bitch, worse attitude, I had to put her in her place On her hands and knees in my bedroom, she can feel it in her waist Had her giving thanks like the meat came with a dinner plate Colonizer Karen I penetrate in memory of Little Riverbank And Kunta Kente, now, I'm dancing down the interstate Tryna get to a bag, legit, like it's illegitimate ways Pimpin' powder with the pink hue Had me feeling like the old school Detroit in a pink suit with the mink, too (Where's my gators at?) If clocks and commas got something in common then I am not wasting a second of time Pushing lysergic diethylamide while flexing a rhyme, who next in the line? (Who tryna get served?) I'm talking cash shit while sexing her mind Like I could wipe my ass with notes and mind fuck her, how impressive am I? I'm a ugly nigga but I get away with pretty boy shit Night I had was so lit, Grimmy made a beat so I could voice it She told me my vocals had her the moistest Now, I'm back at bar 1; I'm the coldest bar none Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine (Here we go) (All my product dope so let it bang) Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine (All my product dope so let it bang) Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine (All my product dope so let it bang) Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine (All my product dope so let it bang) Honey Butter LSD and Kimchi Cocaine

"New year, new me", who ya think ya foolin' You wait for January 1st to try a new solution Mama asked me what's my resolution I told her take it one day at a time and she thought it sounded stupid If you ain't get a gift, do you think she'd let you hit? Hope yo side piece snitching or you catch yo other slip I once knew a girl who died in a collision Alcohol was involved, I won't get too specific This was after Easter, we praised the King of Nazareth But she was not he and there was only one Lazarus A mother and father, lost they only child And asked me to help walk the casket down the aisle Meanwhile, my relationships with mine suck I'ma blow out these candles and wish that they never fucked These are scary times where everybody hides Ain't nothing sweet out here; so, don't get caught up in the lies In one night, hundreds out in Itaewon died Cuz crazed maniacs was running like it's for they lives Now, don't think I forgot about the fireworks for freedom Some fight for preservation, for others greed is the reason So, I'ma take a plate like pilgrims took the land Then, catch a sale cuz I'm a slave to spending on a brand I can't forget mama sitting on the edge of bed With tears down her face and her hands upon her head Me and Jaelan dropped our gifts, walked back into her room Hugged and told her that we love her cuz it's all that she could do If I come off as Scrooge, that's cuz I got my reasons For saying fuck you and all occasions of the season If I come off as Scrooge, that's cuz I got my reasons For saying fuck you and all occasions of the season

9 what?! (92euce) 9 what?! (92euce) 9 what?! (92euce) Yo, yo I am one erection away from fuckin' yo day up My catalog is hard and please believe I'ma stay up Fuck you and them lil pets you love like I'll sit that lil bitch on the 50-yard line and aim for the uprights Jay, I ain't gon' lie, this beat got me feeling like Word of Mouf Ludacris And Bangladesh produced the shit I don't know how mama feels about us Father of the Planters mascot, I'm proud of Dee's nutz Childish as fuck and won't grow up Peter Pan with the pen is back at it again You taunt me, watch me turn Quan Chi Unleash the madness within, grab his lower half detach it and then beat a man with his limbs Now, tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye (Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye) I gotta eat; so, I'm on the grind like masticating biting off more than you can chew, trap card activated Kunai with chain, before I slide, ya mind I reap and harvest Swing it to reach the target and leave it a bleeding carcass I wrote this in The Twilight Realm where The Holy Divine Light of The Lord did the fusion dance with the king of darkness Back when I was yung'n defeating heartless My pen's head spiked the page til it was just an inkless cartridge Now, I soar above these weak and garbage would-be artists And elevate the souls of my foes into the space where Kingdom Hearts is I beg ya freakin' pardon; my brain's a complex housing network Convictions and peaceless jargon fills each compartment Now tell me who you came to see hastily fill a vacancy While lazily I slay the beat with everything from A to Z This is chlld's play to me, just don't ever play wit' me And end up opposite of my insane-ity and have to Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye (Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye) Fuck it, I'll go in and flow for promotion Let go of my pubes, I can hold my own scrotum If I'm pushing P, I'm Royal She a young porta-bowl in Miami, the shower is golden M. Bison, psychosis, M. Tyson, I pose as a threat If you read, I'm the truth and don't know it Just point out the GOATest of GOATs and I'll show 'em The Devil's a lie but I'm Christ with the quoting (Floatin') so natural like shark taking bites in the ocean You need to take notes, little novice I noticed you ain't bring ya heat but my barrel still smokin' This the extended clip loaded to finish this prose and I'm bringing yo time to it's closing I'm blowing yo mind with this rhyme, when they reminisce over you, I bet the casket ain't open Shooting my shot every bar that I jot Is a celebration, bitch, I cannot stop toastin' I'm deadass, you headass, I told you I spit, it's no wonder you over it, cannot stop roastin' Mic skills like The Rock in the ring in the 90's, professional moves, I deserve a promotion Discussion is closed and I'm doper most when I drop the new shit, from the mouth they be foamin' From Detroit to Korea, I'm coastin' Rapcamp familia, own this So, get familiar with the nomen, clature (92euce) Now, tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye (Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye) I said, Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye (Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye) Muh'fucka Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye (Tuck ya head between ya knees and kiss yo ass goodbye) (Maniacal laughter)

The worst thing I ever did was fall in love wit a bitch Mama always criticized, was that the cause of the shit? I let my lil brotha down, to say that's hard to forgive An understatement, are these my last thoughts as I live? Shots rang out, was it for me? Was it for them? Story of my life, homie, I was just minding my biz It don't matter, a few bullets hit and entered my ribs Now, I'm on the streets and leaking, thinking of this As I fade, I look up and I see me as a kid I was numb and expressionless, his face was covered in tears Body covered by peers looking down on me Ironically, symbolically, what type of friends were these? No idea I'm going out with weights chained to my legs I got the notion of regression and it never left my head If I could change the past, would it even matter Would it really prevent me from going out madder, sadder, and battered? Dropped by a slug; now, I'm headed up above Cried a river, built a bridge; now, that I'm gone, they give a fuck?! I should be fine with this cuz long ago I'd given up I knew you wouldn't love me 'til there's nothing left to love I asked somebody if I'd ever let go Now, I know the only thing I'm giving up is the ghost But yo I don't wanna die like this I don't wanna die like this I don't wanna die like this