Feb 29, 2004 21:47
Becuase payback is a motherfuckin' mission
To the sharp - ass rocks slippin' on us but we rock
It comes to writing on us derision
Sendin you a voice now we're sending you a vision
And those who fought me they say they taught me everything I know
I go awwww, when I hear that, that chit and that chat, bullshit!
So sick of me knowing everything, saying!
In your face
That's right
And it feels so good
In your face
Yeah
It feels so good
Take it to 'em bro, throw down, now say
Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out
In my dome I roam, no time to doubt
Fucked up you right there while I was rhymin'
Now you're sulking in the corner, a baby crying
Hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars
Fuckin' up the shit, now their heads bob
We ain't new to jack swing, the groove and that
We got crazy factiffs and we all that
I don't often rock and I'm a laureate
I don't pull the punch you know I'm throwin' it
Freestyles my style on the mic and flex
You're stalkin' the mind of a punk that's next
I get retarded now that I started you know
A condition which I keep close together
Like the kind buds you know my scene
My team thinks I sing supreme, but you, the weasel,
Try to bring us down but in reality it make you look like a clown
Too bad cause we'll be sittin' in the sun and choose a rocky ass fast ball
In your face
That's right
And it feels so good
Choose a lock y'all
In your face
Yeah
It feels so good
Speakin' to page
Beasts in the cage
Jumpin' off the stage
Divin'
Thrivin'
Strive for a better day
Beat back by flesh
Shattered doors braggin' fists to the sky we're feelin' high
Has to live and die
Just take a moment to have a fit once in a while
You know, you know
I do it daily and like it but that's my style, yeah, here I go
fuck, it has to be done. Someone needs their face beat in, someone needs to get my foot up their ass. I NEED TO MAKE SOMEONE CRY. I need to rub their nose in the shit they gave me. Fuck, it seems like just yesterday I was content with everything, finally forgetting everything I was upset about and moving on. But then why am I so pissed of now? I mean, look, I could be talking with all my buddies from "back" home, they're all online. Why can't I be happy? You know. I'm upset. I need to make someone cry. I need to hit something. I need, I need, and I WANT.
It's all about me, see. Once, this time, it's all about me. I'm selfish. Whatever, I'm a fish that'll keep on swimming.
I'm just, feel neglected. Why does it matter? Why is 311 SO FUCKING SOOTHING.
ahh. Your off the hook. Fucker.
In your face
And dow your throat
And it feels so good
'fraid so
Fuck it up y'all
In you face
And down your throat
It feels so good
That's all