| It’s my turn |
| I was given the power |
| And I’d rather die fighting than live as a coward |
| If I do what I feel and say what I want |
| At least you’ll know it’s me when you’re playing my song |
| Got evil through my soul |
| Jealous and hatin' |
| It’s a hell of a statement but I’d sell it to Satan |
| End up handcuffed in a cell in his basement |
| Praying to Jesus when I fell to the pavement |
| I ain’t got religion or a pot to piss in |
| I think the worst it happens the plot just thickens |
| The clock is ticking |
| I don’t twist words |
| I’ll leave your throat slit in six thirds like Nick Berg |
| I can flip birds |
| Make the cash I like |
| But I’d rather write, make fun of death, and laugh at life |
| Parasites will take what I stack for spite |
| Cause I get G’s when I flip P’s like Vanna White |
| Today was a good day, I drove past your wife |
| Got her number and I’ma get the ass tonight |
| I’ll slash you twice |
| Ain’t showing remorse |
| I’ll just catch your body like your throwing a corpse |
| It’s my turn |
| I was given the power |
| And I’d rather die fighting than live as a coward |
| If I do what I feel and say what I want |
| At least you’ll know it’s me when you’re playing my song |
| (Here we go) |
| Excuse me lady look how crazy your driving him |
| Got 99 problems, my bitch is 85 of em |
| I’ve changed |
| At war with my mind frame |
| Scheming to even the score like tied games |
| I’ve gained loss |
| Where pain’s the main course |
| Me and my alter ego don’t share the same thoughts |
| My brain’s warped |
| I don’t buy what stars sell me |
| But I’ll double team a troubled teen with R. Kelly |
| Begin some rumors that offend consumers |
| I’m sadistic with a twisted sense of humor |
| I wanna body A Jakes ←- (?) with a straight face |
| And leaving him leaking like info bout Kobe’s rape case |
| I love to gamble but I’m the same soldier |
| Who won’t bet the under cause I’m bout to take over |
| There’ll be no second guessing me chump |
| Cause I’ll murder you if you ever question me once |
| It’s my turn |
| I was given the power |
| And I’d rather die fighting than live as a coward |
| If I do what I feel and say what I want |
| At least you’ll know it’s me when you’re playing my song |
| Tortured genius more respect less connected |
| The aborted fetus, Immortal Tech resurrected |
| The filthiest aphilliate |
| But don’t feel me if I ain’t pale him on the coat hanger they kill me with |
| I do an eye for an eye |
| But I don’t respect ya |
| So I used an aids needle to stab both your retinas |
| Student and teacher |
| Killed my own professor |
| He ain’t understand I was too old to lecture |
| I paper chase and hustle but hate to scuffle |
| When we go hand and hand I always break your knuckles |
| I’ll bless the mic |
| That’s my only offer |
| You couldn’t bless shit with a toilet full of holy water |
| I’ll use brute force to introduce two forts |
| Fornicate with your mind |
| Fuck what you thought |
| Life’s too short so I’m not concerned |
| I’ll show you how to do this |
| Just watch and learn |
| It’s my turn |
| I was given the power |
| And I’d rather die fighting than live as a coward |
| If I do what I feel and say what I want |
| At least you’ll know it’s me when you’re playing my song |