Oh, he's too mainstream Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses, that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to prove That if you were half as nice at songs,
You can sacrifice virgins to (ughhh) School flunkie, pill junky But look at the accolades the skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you, Ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip abroad And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard Be a king? Think not - why be a king when you can be a God?