Slaughter Season

Mark my fucking words I'mma be da goat And I'mma be first goat To never sell his soul I gotta save this shit Cause Hip Hop is a fucking joke This industry was fucked The day I touched a microphone Okay okay okay I hear you pussys talk I can't fuck with yall I'm a breed of 106 in park Mixed with Amon Amarth Here to change the culture I ain't never been a stoner But I'll hop up in this booth And smoke yo ass like marijuana Now didn't I tell ya Bitch Its on sight U cant fucking hide Fuck around and find out Slaughter Season starts tonight Bitch its on sight Should've never lied Fuck around and find out Now you gots to pay the price Bitch This will be the last time You speak my name I'll gut you like a pig You'll feel my pain Blegh Welcome to slaughter season I knew back then when I was a kid I was different from the others I could never fit in While the other kids were scared of monsters Under their bed The only monster I was scared of was the one in my head Check it I fathered more rappers than nick cannon Raising his kids in a mansion I've always been bout that action If you don't work You don't eat You don't grind You don't shine That's that Swishahouse Swishablast State of fucking mind hold up H town till the day that I die I rep that spring branch and put the H to the sky I see you laughing in them comments Oh you think im funny now Only time I'm pulling yo leg is when I'm dragging ya body out Outta ya moms kitchen oven I'm fucking sick and disgusting I make Dahmer look like Mclovin Now who the fuck else really wants it So get the fuck up out my face You ain't got shit to say to me I loved you Rome But you're a fucking dog That's all you'll ever be Step the fuck up You've crossed the line Fuck your fake tears There is no turning back now