Methods 'n Test Tubes

What's up everybody, can I come in?

Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here.

Check it out.

My life in general is just a joke

But it's simple, cracka, broke

Everyone of these stupid fucking lyrics I wrote

In my notebook, put a gun to my head, that's all folks

Look, that's all it took, easy as pie

American dream, take a slice, Americans lie

Americans die every day, American mothers askin'

American God, why? American lo-fi

Gimme a high five

And it ain't easy to make change so I don't try

Home ain't the same since I left so the death I

Gotta maintain a constant push

I live inside the outside

In through the out door

I find I get by

Whatever works hurts but still with best time left

I spit with acid breath

You muthafuckas best check who you laughin' with

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose

Now don't expect any respect unless you willin' to accept

The simple fact you inept, you lack depth

Your lyrics are rated from whack to whackest

The blacklist: your whole record

Run and practice and hone you craft

Cause as far as I'm concerned, you gonna need skills to pass

You're an asshole

Pissin' on your headphones

Shittin' on your ball

Grab your mic, c'mon lets go uh

Battle to rattle your nerves and shatter your fuckin' skull

My mother told me not to make fun of the slow

But I can't stop until I'm done

I can't never escape the city I come from

See dumb dumb, someone once told me that I was sent here to planet earth

To claim as my turf

And stick a flag in the dirt

Just one of the many perks you can use when you outta this world

And trouble stirs now

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose

Now when you flirt with the deconstruction

Your whole function'll shut down

End zone, touchdown, endgame, game over

Rollover, no more a' you

Pistol holder should pull the pistol of who's controllin' you

Methods and lessons intertwined in my sentences

Lettin' this ugly head right here behind all the messages

To all my successors, excess it cuts like scissors

But all the greatest in life since

I wish you all the best wishes

Computer gliches in stitches for shit about

Money and bitches

Hugs and kisses from my friends momma's who are gonna miss him

Listen the dead have risen this cat-aclysm is cataclysmic

Apocalyptic cryptic the way I grab my mic and rip it

And stick it right up your septic and let it fuckin fester

And eat away at your heartbeat and never regret it

I've been cornfed, I'm born and bred

For the revolution ahead

And I won't stop till I'm dead (mutha)

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose

Me, I'm a little bit different than you

Test tubes, methods that I was conceived through

Kill off your one time self for better or worse

Designed to hate, born to lose