[Verse 8]
D#m
And what goes around comes around
F#
just like the blades on a chainsaw
D#m
Cause I caught the flap of my dollar
F#
stack right off the bat like a baseball
D#m
Like Kid Ink, bitch, I got them racks
F#
with so much ease that they call me Diddy
D#m
'Cause I make bands and I call
F#
getting cheese a cakewalk (Cheesecake, yeah)
[Bridge 1]
D#m F#
Bitch, I'm a player, I'm too motherfuckin' stingy for Cher
D#m F#
Won't even lend you an ear, ain't even pretending to care
D#m
But I tell a bitch I'll marry her if she'll bury her
F#
Face on my genital area, the original Richard Ramirez
B
Christian Rivera, 'cause my lyrics never sit well
B
So they wanna give me the chair
[Bridge 2]
D#m
Like a paraplegic, and it's scary, call it Harry Caray
B
Cause every Tom and Dick, and Harry carry
B
a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary
F#
Got 'em swearing up and down
F#
they can't spit, this shit's hilarious
A#
It's time to put these bitches in the obituary column
A#
We wouldn't see eye to eye with a staring problem
A#
Get the shaft like a steering column (Mark Jack)
[Verse 9]
D#m F#
Trigger happy, pack heat, but it's black ink
D#m
Evil half of the Bad Meets
F#
Evil, that means take a back seat
D#m
Take it back to Fat Petes with a maxi, single
F#
Look at my rap sheets, what attracts these people
D#m
Is my gangster, bitch, like Apache with a catchy jingle
F#
I stack chips, you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
[Verse 10]
D#m F#
Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em
D#m
Other words, I Minute Maid 'em
F#
I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage
F#
I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him
D#m
Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake
F#
Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em
D#m
And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
F#
But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway
[Verse 11]
D#m
Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill
F#
I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla
D#m
You're bringin' the killer within me out of me
F#
You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me
D#m
And be on the receivin' end of me, what stupidity it'd be
D#m
Every bit of me is the epitome of a spitter
D#m
When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck
F#
Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
[Verse 12]
D#m
A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me
F#
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable
D#m
You wanna battle, I'm available,
D#m
I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
F#
I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable
D#m
I'm on the toilet bowl, I got a trailer
F#
full of money and I'm paid in full
F#
I'm not afraid to pull the
[Outro]
N.C.
Man, stop
Look what
I'm plannin' haha