Im the guy you tell your kids
To grow up not to be
But all of those little fuckers
Grow up to be just like me
O! so whatchu think of me now
I`ve gotta gun and Im shooting your foundation down
Don`t make a sound
Or I`ll hafta rip your vocal cords out (AAH!)
Hear that?
Thats my girlfriend screaming
While she`s dreaming
About me killing her in her sleep
Or at least she thinks its a dream
But sometimes dreams can be more than they seem (DIE BITCH DIE)
That`s my war chant
Fuck a bitch and I just leave her to rant
No way
You can`t run away
Not today
You gonna die okay? (NO!)
Thats my mother after she heard my first demo
She thought the devil got to my head and let go
Little did she know
I`m such a prick I pissed off the devil
My intelligence level
Makes me a rebel
Break the sound barrier by 10 billion decibels (What the hell?!)
Cops say when they see my police record
The hell with them
I`m coming back with a gun again
Im the guy you tell your kids
To grow up not to be
But all of those little fuckers
Grow up to be just like me
Fuck! Im the best rapper in the whole damn land
I`m gonna steal that gat right outta your hand
Leave ya to hell with the damned
Fucking up my life, but shit yo my name ain`t Stan (Damn!)
Don`t call me a junkie
Don`t call me a punk
As fucked up as it seems
This ain`t my dream (Huh?!)
But C u got bitches
What the fuck do u need
Who cares I`m still broke as fuck
I can`t afford weed (O No!)
I`m so fucking crazy
SteelBrick is the one who pays me
O shit I`m not Snoop
Do the loop-da-loop
Or shoop-a-shoop
Don`t call me another rapper again
I told you not to
My name ain`t fucking Eminem (I`m a kill you)
That ain`t my song
But this is
So here bitch smoke this bong
Im the guy you tell your kids
To grow up not to be
But all of those little fuckers
Grow up to be just like me
Damn! When I see the bitches
Fucking around
They don`t make no sound
They just like to go under and down
Shit! I`m fucked up and high
I`m sick of life, I`m ready to die
My dick ain`t shy
I`ll stick it in your cunt whether lezbo, straight, or bi
What! Is the word that I used the most
At a party with a gun to the host
Toppin` charts from coast to coast
Whether you black or white
My shit is hype
You`re always wrong
And shit I`m always right!
Im the guy you tell your kids
To grow up not to be
But all of those little fuckers
Grow up to be just like me
