Ew, bitch Agh (Fuckin' idiot) Bitch, I'm nascar, who are you? I swear to God, I fucking hate God Please introduce yourself (Fuckin' idiot) Don't spill that on my Raf (Hold my drink, bitch) Dip, swag, dip (Yeah) Ain't nobody hard as me I might fucking cut up all your arteries And my gang be shooting like its archery Turn the gun around and now the target's me Wetting up your turf like I was gardening Used to have a heart but now it's darkening Demons in my head livin' in harmony We'll pick up your call, not telemarketing See from him that he raged it is outrageous If they let me out this cage I will outrage him With these liberty spikes, I'm Super Saiyan Bitch, I'm cleaning out your crib no renovation Everybody ask me, nascar, why you pissed? Prolly cause of all the fucking pain I'm taking And all you other rappers out here lame as shit You can never take the fucking throne of Satan See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists I wanna watch 'em weep, I wanna watch 'em burn Say you on top of me, why am I unconcerned? Kill them unconsciously, back to Hell I return And I'll be sound asleep when I'm covered in dirt I wanna watch 'em weep, I wanna watch 'em burn Say you on top of me, why am I unconcerned? Kill them unconsciously, back to Hell I return And I'll be sound asleep when I'm covered in dirt Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree? Satan speaking in my dreams, so I'll sleep six feet deep Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree? Satan speaking in my dreams, so I'll sleep six feet deep Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree? Satan speaking in my dreams, so I'll sleep six feet deep Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree? Satan speaking in my dreams, so I'll sleep six feet deep