[Verse 1] Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain An asshole, that role I think I succeed in fulfilling Don't think I ever stopped to think I was speaking to children Everything was happening so fast It was like I blinked, sold three million Then it all went blank, all I remember Is feeling ridiculous cause I was getting sick of this feeling Like I am always under attack man I could have stacked my shit list to the ceiling Women dish him but really thinking If anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill him Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite When I'm ripping shit, but since when did this many People ever give a shit what I had to say It's just my opinion If it contradicts how I'm living Put a dick in your rear end, your rear end that's why Every time you mention a lyric, I thank you for it For drawing more attention toward it Cause it gave me an enormous platform of platitude Thought I was that important But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect And battle for it, mad awards, (?) annoyed Attaboy, they told me to slow down, and I just zone out Good luck trying to convince a blonde That's like telling Gwen Stefan' that she sold out Cause I was tryna leave, no doubt In anyone's mind one day I'd (?) go down In history think they know now (?) Because everybody knows
[Hook: Skylar Grey] Everybody knows that you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go, people wanna go "Oh, everyone knows" Everybody knows, so don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide, you are just an asshole, everyone knows
[Verse 2] Thanks for the support, asshole *scratch* thanks for the support, asshole Quit acting salty I was counting on you to count me out as Asher Roth When he round-a-bout dissed me to shout me out Thought I was history But goddamn, honkey, that compliment's like backhanding a donkey Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth Lay'em off it But what the fuck is all this thrash talking about The fight was fixed, I'm back and you can't stop me You knock me down, I went down from the counter I fell but the fans caught me, and now You're gonna have to beat the fuckin pants off me To take my belt, word to Pacquiao Momma said there ain't nothing else to talk about Gotta go in that ring and knock them out Or you better not come out It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach When he's quoting Shakespeare So what if the insults are revolting Even Helen Keller knows life stinks You think it's a joke til you're bullet riddled But you should give little shit what I think This whole world is a mess Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest, and a Glock Just to go out watch Batman Who needs to test(?) the testicles, not that man Half of you don't got the guts and intestinal blockage Rest of you got lap bands stuck to this model Before they put bathsalts and all those water bottles in Colorado So get lost, Waldo My soul's escaping through this asshole that is gaping A black hole that I'm swallowing this track whole With a pack torn of paper, but I'm not taking no crap, ho Here I go down the back pole And I'm changing back into that old maniac in fact there it go Trying to dip through the back door retreating cause everybody knows
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[Verse 3] Holy mackeral, I'm the biggest jerk on the planet earth I smack the girl off the mechanical bull, then attract the bull Thinkin we have some magnetic pull Then scream "ICP IN THIS BITCH, HOW DO FUCKIN MAGNETS WORK!?" Cause you're attractive, but we ain't attractable Hate to be dramatical, but I'm not romantical I'm making up words you can understandable, It's tragical Thinkin some magical shit'