Yea, It's been a ride....
Everybody, come take my hand
I guess I had to, go to that place to get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you, might still be in that place
Whatever weather, cold or warm
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
Just to let you know that you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road
I'll get you there.
Verse 1
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'mma let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say I'mma do something I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think, I'm doin' this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up if it thinks it's stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if's, and's, or but's don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit
and whether he's on salary or paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a "fuck you" for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the whole universe
Chorus
I'm not afraid, to take a stand
Everybody, come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just to let you know that you're not alone
Holla' if you feel like you've been down the same road
Verse 2
Okay quit playin' with scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in a rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings/fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhh"
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm try'na say is get back, click-clack, blaow (shotgun)
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still try'na figur
