Bad Hare Day

P-O-S, Piece of shit, etch it on my urn I've earned that term from Birth till I burn No clones, I'm shown, don't nobody like me Ain't nobody like me, lynch mobs come attackin' Mental vampire, stayin' up all night I'm searchin' victims with syringes full of venom in em call me sinner top villain I take the credit of a bandit, I edit it As I hand it to the next generation of the nation But am I really fuckin' myself, aggravated I ain't got no time to sit back and medicate it I'm a Caucasian, never owned a plantation Don't stick your finger in my face like I owe reparation We all in this shit together, worse or better So you better write a letter to the head before the top severed Hit your bottom crane, feelin' tired inside So hollow, need a sleepin' pill to swallow Yo hand me that liquor Watch y'all want, from me Dancin' around everything you speak Don't put it on God, put it on me As I stroll along in mystery And if I gotta tell you once Better not tell you twice If a third time never comes Pack your bags and run Rabbit, run Rabbit, run Not a gun, but a knife Silent K for the kill Might Kill Myers here tonight Jump suit, jumpin' suits In they ties, no comply I deny, that's why I never signed On the dotted lines Not adjacent to a Dreddy David dBrain, unlegendary Repeated name, and I bring blood to the eyes of Mary Not scary I'm the opposite, especially predominant Checkmate on enemies And overturnin' their debate Bunch Of fakes, snowflakes Hurt by some words I ain't even got a curse To offend metoo nerds I say what's on my mind Make it fun of liberal lives So concerned that I'm conservative check the archives Nuttin there to find Empty files in the back Stacked with some burned CDs from the past Playin' old tracks I had a flashback Thinkin' bout the pact That we made as a pack What y'all wantin' from me Dancin' around everything you speak Don't put it on God, put it on me As I stroll along in mystery And if I gotta tell you once But I better not tell you twice And if a third time never comes Pack your bags and run Rabbit, run Met A lot of crooked people in the music industry Who try to get the best of me Intimidate with bigotry And morphin' me to be as bad as them Times ten No friend suspects Squash them all like insects In the streets Passin' out flyers Front of dyers Like suppliers With desire to acquire We had fire Sellin' tickets for admission To complete the mission Just so we can get a couple minutes On the stage for recognition It's a lot of salty enemies Bad for my cholesterol Deleted out my diet Bitch F*ck em' all Buck em all Grow strong every week Never weak Never miss a beat On a beat That I'm treatin' like a trick Bout to whoop it like a Memphian On a binge Bring it back to dark Kills Motherfucker Lots Hot Grave plots No shots Top spot Rain drops Plop Grab a mop Back to the swap Meet a pawn shops What y'all wantinfrom me Dancin' around Everything you speak Don't put it on God Put it on me As I stroll along In mystery And if I got to tell you once And I better not tell you twice And if a third time ever comes Pack your bags and run