[Verse 1: TBagg!]
You wanna know I'm mad? Why I wanna burst into tears?
2011, fuck that year
If you don't want me, I'll keep it pushin' and man up
Keeping my damn sanity, keepin' me outta handcuffs
Cuz I'm guilty, guilty until inncocent
Hell if that's the case, probably shoulda hit yo ass
In the face, closed fist or haysack
You hit me up in my face with yo fist, it woulda been payback
Already told you that I wasn't gonn' touch you
Even through all the drama still told you, "I love you"
But you done crossed the line
Having me put in handcuffs for nothing i really think you done lost your mind
Yo I was given the talent to flip a word
And I think I was given 2 fingers to flip a bird
So let me send a signal down to my index, ring finger and pinky, man that was kinda easy
Let me go ahead, try to do it with both hands
Wish granted, now you are left with no man
But I'mma father my daughter and that's regardless
I don't care if you leave, just taking her is the hardest
Cuz I think that you really should go and see psychologist, therapist, life coaches and shrinks
Snap back to reality, alter the way you think, take after your daddy, have a couple of drinks
Cuz we already know that you're most like em
And it's a little funny because you don't even like em
So go ahead, sip it sip it just like em, leave your bottles around so that timmy can spike em
I'm just playing, I ain't tryin' to hurt ya
Physically but lyrically, I can easily murk ya
Cuz I'mma motherfuckin' beast up on this microphone
And doin' what is needed until my baby zilah comes home, gone!
[Hook: TBagg!]
Cuz I don't really care, if you feeling like me, put ya lighters in the air
Just hold em in the air, let it burn for a minute if you don't have a care cuz
I don't give a fuck, i don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man, I don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man, I don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man I don't give a shit
Just don't let my daughter hear this shit
[Verse 2: TBagg!]
Ok cool, she's out the room, I can consume
Um, I mean I can resume
Murdering the track like I did to the first
It's been confirmed they've ordered the hurst
I'mma have to go 'head finish the verse
[Talking: TimShady!]
Ok thank you tim, tbagg! get in here and kill this shit
[Verse 3: TBagg!]
I'm not a motherfucking goblin, I'mma gremlin, lil nigga got you tremblin'
Stomp yo ass out in my Timberlands
Body need reasemblin', get ya girl for the ticklin', let me suck her big titty nipple and
Chop a pigs feet for the picklin', rap is mad sweet nowadays get the insulin
Let the beat play, get the pad and im penclin'
Crazy ass rhymes on a roll like a michelin feelin like the white boy from michigan
But my skin brown with a hint of red on it
Blade in my left, mantle with yo head on it
No discussion niggy, I will dead my opponents, 8 will dead my opponents
Cuz I don't care no mo, kick like machio in the dojo, funny, shakin' ya ass, go-go
Niggas be wondering if I'm nerdy, yes, so-so
Wild the fuck out in the club with a dirty polo
Man, I said fuck my baby's mother, prolly should (yay yay yaaaaaaaaaauh)
Prolly will never find the feelings that made me love her
You probably, prolly, probably thinking I'm crazy underneath the surface
With the lyrics when I kick em, cuz I script em, to purposely rip victims
Or cross-facing to pin him, leg dropping to pin him, head shoting to end em, blaou!
[Hook: TBagg!]
Cuz I don't really care, if you feeling like me, put ya lighters in the air
Just hold em in the air, let it burn for a minute if you don't have a care cuz
I don't give a fuck, i don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man, I don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man, I don't give a shit
I said I don't give a fuck man I don't give a shit
Just don't let my daughter hear this shit
