... And I'm Batting 1.000 (Pete Rose Would Bet On Me)

I don't give a motherfuck about the fuckin jigs Wanna run your mouth you'll end up in the fuckin sticks Grab a shovel, dig Remove every limb The last thing you saw was the bottom of my timb Tie you motherfuckers and beat you with a bat Tryna cave your your face in now you lookin kinda flat Swinging like I'm in the league is where the f*ck I'm at Tryna bring it back, bring it back to the top of the map We can knuckle up if you really wanted to Hit em with the combo meet the bottom of my boot Chew em' up, spit em' out, shoot em' with the deuce The Goose or the blues? I don't gotta choose Genocidal Geno yeah I come to bring the pain Suicidal devil psycho schizo with the caine Pussy boy you better stay up in your fuckin lane Rearrange your face Never be the same Don't bother put your hands up then shit will never end Talking all that hot shit pussy boy you shouldn't have been Got you licking all your wounds that shit will never mend Cops and the feds Never apprehend Ducking while I'm buckin now I emptied out the clip Empty out the 'nana on both hammers then I dip Straight up out the guttah with the buttah stacking chips Fuckin on your bitch Head up in the whip All you pussy motherfuckers ain't about a thang I'm the general, the one who got you puppets on a string The devil with the air max better kneel before your king Everybody and their mother kiss up on the ring 20 miligrams of xans got me running in amok Who the f*ck are you to judge? Just tryna get a buck Hallelujah Russian roulette wanna test your luck? Play it with myself nigga I dont give a f*ck