Laugh Fuckers, It's All Funny
My head hits the pillow.
A weeping willow.
I can't sleep. A pain so deep it bellows.
But these cellos help me just to keep mellow.
Hand's on my head; touched knees to elbow.
I'm hunched over. Emotion just flows over.
These cold shoulders are both frozen. You don't know me.
I keep saying it. I can't stress it enough so keep playing it
and stand next to the subs.
I choke mics like asphyxiation when I'm strangling my own throat masterbating.
Fuck yeah, I'm a basketcase, and I mastered this rap shit.
Until my ass gets wasted. Until my assassination.
'Til I'm slain 'cause of some fags infatuation.
44 mags of fascination.
A taste for disaster and if that's the case then
No apologies. Nah suckahs, I'm not sorry.
You can all sue me.
Y'all could be the cause of me.
No apologies. Y'all feeling the force of me.
No remorse for me like there was no recourse for me.
No apologies. Not even acknowledging you at all
'til I get a call that God's coming.
No apologies--laugh fuckers, it's all funny.
I can spit in your face while you're standing across from me.
No apologies.