J4Y IS BACK

For my next trick I'm gonna fucking kill myself Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back Jay is back, back, back What the f*ck is up with the rap game We got Drake touching little teens like he's that age Out of his mind like Kurt CoBain with the Gat Gauge But shit, so am I, so what the fucka does that say Rampage on the rap page, I'm a spaz cray Damn Jay, slow the damn pace with the raps Ay, I slap dames on the face like it was a smack day Fags same what you all think, that you're damn safe Nope, Jacob's back with the rad rage flows Jack the Ripper, of rap, I'm a stab a ho Attack the pad with an axe swang low Splat your blood all over the dang floor A-hole but my main goal's not to make dough But to fame, yo, killing every lame foe with a page woah Make no mistakes when it comes down to the spray of flows Uh, I wanna f*ck Ice Spice, Billie too Until they can't write rhymes, their big ol' boobs I wanna bite, bite, bite, like Tuco said It's probably tight, tight, tight, cooking up in the lab Call me white, white, white, looking back on my past I should've died, died, died, but yet I'm still here I'm alive, live, live, better than ever before Back so hi, hi, hi, giving you flashbacks of Slim Shady, late 80s, brain dead like Jim Brady Rape ladies at night like Rich Ramey Jay crazy, heads like an M-80 Hey Kattie, how have you been, baby Do you miss me? Cause I don't, I just miss the way you licked D Getting frisky off the whiskey, giving you cream like Krispy (from the) 956 where the night lights flick like Freddy Yeah, you won't survive five nights, bitch, from the rhymes I spit, youll get your life sliced quick Tearing up these rappers like a bite-sized Kit Kat I'm just waiting to blow up like Riff Raff And be on top of the game like a rift The god of this universe like I'm Rick Sanchez Yeah, have you mortified I'm super gore with rhymes I lure the minds with words that I pour and write I'm hard to come across like the borderline But yet, I wanna be noticed just like a porno wife Time to get the swords and knife, get your organs diced Like some orange rinds what a morbid mind When you line, it's a boring like But when I do it, it's like a euphoric high Let me slow it down for the retards I don't talk the language, I speak bars Never had a weak heart, I scheme dark I'm Dr. Dre, and the beat is DeBarnes My rhymes are rougher than tree bark If you don't agree, bitch, I'll make you bleed parts Get you weak, start cutting your meat until you pee Shart, weep,fart, I'm blunted like a weed spark Yo, I'm about to get a crackin From San Juan all the way to Aspen Robbing your fan base, guess I'm on my batshit Hatchet in hand like if I was Dahmer slashing Manson dancing in the back while I rap this Having everybody moving like a U-Haul Two balls that I got, so hurry up and tuah you all can Suck my dick till you spew cough Too raw in the booth like I'm Juice, Pac, Biggie, and Big L mixed with U-God I'll pew shots at anybody that says I can't puke Jots Snoop Dogg, cause I'm smoking y'all with the number 2 log Sending you all to H-E, double hockey sticks Who is rocking with me? I'll off the competish Leave them rotten stiff, keep their noggins as a trophy People hoping I fall off an OD I'll cheers to that like I'm Obie I'm a motherfucking dick, Moby Sick flowing, shit starter, shit's going My way, so shut the f*ck up, quit moaning Bitch choking, dick's growing As big as the Eiffel, mind's despiteful Killing everybody in the game like Michael Don't need a rifle, I pack a knife fool I'm the shit, my new rap name is Night stool Everybody wants a piece of me Everybody wants me to leave the scene Why the f*ck do you think I'm so meany mean But you get what you wish for like a genie peace.