Insult To Injury

I'm like a white Michael Vick, psycho enough to stick

Michael J. Fox in a microwave with a Rott (Ell-ell-elle)

I might make a little Alizé with a side of Ny
Quil

And ride a motorcycle right through the side of my high school

Satan's disciple with a sniper rifle

And a knife and a white diaper

Liable to shit on you while I snipe you

So dope he gets off opiates

What an appropriate way to start off his day

He may just smart off to Dre

He may be hard to contain

‘Cause his rage is so hard to gauge

See, Hannibal ate his face, and met Jason, gnawed off his leg

Amazin' hard-on for razors and blades

And anything sharp, even poisonous darts

It all plays a major part of his game

Holy water won't ward him off, crucifixes won't do the trick

He's so sick, it's ridiculous

Sawed the crazy part off his brain, he's still insane

Why's there bloodstains on his carpet, mane?

There's some crazy shit goin' on in Shady's apartment again (woosh)






Newsflash, I'm still trash

Them pills shoulda killed my ass

But they didn't; they just made me stronger

It's like they rebuilt my ass

Like the Six Million Dollar Man after the crash

It's Aftermath, bitch! And my milk glass is still half-empty

Yeah, tempt me, Hell isn't enough

They need to invent somewhere new to send me

As sick as I'm getting

They'll stick me in a conventional oven

With a rotisserie setting and won't even notice me sweating

Shit, I done made a verse, said some foul shit

Tryna go back fix it, fucked around, and just made it worse

Yeah, I'm back, looking no worse for wear

Got these haters mad enough to rip off their hair

And start punchin' the air

Fall the fuck out, spill your lunch in the chair (eww)






(Chicka) I'll do a hundred-yard dash just to slash Kim Kardash'

In the ass with a shard of glass from Nick Hogan's car crash

You may look like the passenger for that, don't be a smartass

Yeah, laugh while you sit there

Thinkin' that the hard part passed

You ain't seen pain 'til Leatherface flips mane

I'll cut your fuckin' balls off, homie, my saw's off the chain

I chopped the bitch in half with it, sawed off her legs

And the top half of the torso fuckin' crawled off insane

I ain't seen shit like that since I went to Mike Jack's

Took the Elephant Man's skull, fucked it, and put it right back

Handed my dick to Bubbles

While he sucked it and licked my nut sack

Gave him a reach-around

While I fucked him right in his butt crack

Nah, I ain't takin' it back fo.., fuck that!

I give a fuck about nothin', so here's where you fucked up at

Don't go touchin' that can

Man, you don't wanna open up that






Wait a min-ahh, shit… Alchemist, cut that..

(Laughter, Record Scratching)