You

Ladies and gentlemen

There's a lot of people have to thank

For gettin me where I am today

But most of all... I wanna thank you

You sick of my fat face? Sick of my fat basslines

And unapologetic rhymes that I spit cause I'm sick of (YOU)

In this rat race, I'm stuck at a fast pace

So everybody back up and fall in line, yeah I'm talkin to (YOU)

With this anger, that's fuelin my engine

When I'm back with a vengeance, to aim every sentence towards (YOU)

I'm breakin in windows, and hoppin the fences

I'm here lookin for (YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU-YOU, YOU-YOU, YOU~!)

Yeah; the game is full of crabs, the world is my oyster right

The snakes in the grass with a poison bite got a voice tonight

My pen screams anger you ain't got the voice to write

The choice to like, I hoist the mic, it's a heist

Jesus Christ, my forehead's covered in thorn cuts

Head full of robbery visions, powder and porn sluts

I was born nuts, grew to be more crazy

Raised by Scorsese and St. Ide's 40's, I'm all hazy

Slanty-eyed shorties look at me crookedly

In high school I cracked fortune cookies

Bet with the bookie and played hookey

Puffed Crazy Eddie and leaky-leaky until it took me

To a state of grace, I processed it in my database

I realized that you haters ain't shit to me

My future's my destiny, my present's my gift, I'm makin history

My past was catchin up to me but damn it I outran it

I used your hatred for motivation and ran it across the planet

Who told me I had rules to follow there wasn't no way around

And was faced with a chance to stand up and dance but was layin down

Who was talkin while someone else was doin and layin ground

When it was time to speak up, who didn't even make a sound?

Who had certain thoughts they always tried to keep from me, fellas

Like I couldn't see it, tell me who was secretly jealous

Who said they woulda, coulda and shoulda

Never understood or put a foot in the game

Splashin the mud outta the gutter

Do it stitter-stitter-stutter, who's the idiot that muttered

The cocksucker who hated on me, every word I uttered

Who had the balls and the ego to be called an amigo

Like they down for the cause, but we saw shit and we know

You a faker, a phony, a fraud, guess they don't know me at all

Can't even look in my eyes, you ain't my homey or dawg

You just a bitch and a snitch, you just a fag with no balls

I'll throw my fist in your face, watchin you stagger and fall