The Frying Pan

[Verse 1:]

Yeah
I'll beat the shit out of you in broad day, and get drunk in public
People like us don't go to the clubs, so why the fuck would I make a club hit
I never had a budget, but my attitude was fuck it
I'll put these records out myself, with no ones help, and kids will love it
But the times have changed, like the chemicals inside my brain
These fuckin' kids are soft now, and their favorite rapper's rhymes are lame
So hell yeah I'll complain, and write until my finger's bleeding
'Cause the radio's got me thinking, that maybe gay was in this season
And each and everyone of these little rich rockin' pink shirt dudes
Is afraid to walk at night, and stay home like they had curfews
But I got worse news, than FOX fathered you're intelligent <--(?)
Not only do I practice violence, but I packaged it, now I'm selling it
You can't tell me what fuckin' time it is, 'cause I'm ahead of it
That's why your newest album is sounding worse than my entry level shit
I was a heavy metal kid, but since I fell in love with drum brigs <--(?)
I could spit a verse in one take, and gut a rapper like a cup cake

Chorus:

This is life, this is death, stress gettin' off my chest
It's relaxin', it's partyin', it's cleanin' up the mess
It's sleepin', no it's sex, it's competing with the best
Na it's nothing, yes it's everything, it's seeping thru my flesh
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[Verse 2:]

Oh you rap too, I'm not impressed, trust me I hate you guys
I'm not rapping, I'm innovating styles for you to plagiarize
When I die, my name survives, in fact I'm probably dead right now
Death's inevitable, the only question acceptable, is when and how
Okay I'm stressin' out, steppin' out the box that you've been trapped inside
Your lack of pride shines thru, like shame in the father of a faggots eyes
I have to rise, like a phoenix born from ash
I'll stomp a man into a fuckin' garbage can for talkin' trash
I want some ass, but not the psychotic cunt bitch that comes with it
Like fuckin' is a crime, and a relationship's the punishment
I'm on some other shit, the government's too small for me
See I got bigger fish to fry, and my pan is under warranty
War with me and lose, man go get some P's and Q's
Or you goin' to be abused, I would do it for free, but papa needs some shoes
No need to be confused, I need to eat, fuck and sleep
I can't sleep but I can eat and fuck by spittin' something deep (boom)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

Yo, ayo I love my fuckin' life, you hate on me because you hate yours
See hate I can respect, but disrespect and I'ma break jaws
Like I break laws, I never agreed to abied by in the first place
I'm naturally rhymin', like lightning, hurricanes, flames and earthquakes
I don't represent like first dates, I represent like logos
That'll throw 'bows just to grab you attention, 'cause you'll remember a broke nose
Homos, I'm almost at the end of my rope, you understand
Start an argument, I'll swing 'til I break your face and both my fuckin' hands
You'd fuck a man for a hundred grand, that's why we can't be equal
And my family keeps wonderin' why I'm always mad at people
You can take it how you want it, but this is how I feel
I'm comfortable with the man I am, and that's with or without a deal
My sound is real, and I don't really care if they like it or not
'Cause I started from the ground up and I'll keep buildin' right 'til the top
I will fight 'til I drop, a monster is an understatement
This is Nightwalker, broadcastin' live from the fuckin' basement

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