Moracular World (G Mike)

First time I came up I fucking went mad Bought a bunch of shit that I thought I had to have An irresponsible asshole - listen to dad - nope Didn't think it was bad so I did it An arrogant derelict and didn't know Cause I was onto better clothes Then it went to more dough Then it went to better hoes Then it went to bigger shows Waiting to achieve those still, just kept telling myself that I will But now, I've realized I had a problem back then Waiting for lights, cameras, zeros, action Rhymes written on paper with zero passion All I really need is numbers, couple zeros after them, like Damn. Fuck friends, that's it Give me a chain and a car, bitch, I'm trying to get rich And these ten tracks suck, so they call me Jack Rip And you think you know Jack, but you don't know jack shit Cause I'd rather it be stick up and stand down I ain't trying to go from hands up to hand outs Funny how I went from stand up to stand out Cause everything I was made me what I am now Third grade was fucked up (yeah! ), but fourth grade I lucked up Found out that all the fat black girls were dumb sluts (what?) Fifth grade was even worse, found my teacher had a purse Stole her birth control and then she had her second and her first (waahhh! ) Sixth grade came around, I was a punk on playing grounds Until I threw a brick at Rick that cracked his skull and laid him out So by the seventh grade I thought that I was hard as shit Ran up on the little bus, punched all the retarded kids Granny got made because my teacher went and called the bitch She threw away my 64 and broke all of the cartridges Fucking cunt, now I can't do shit but watch the partridges And shoot at unsuspecting dogs to fix my sloppy marksmanship And don't be expecting me to get all your dirty laundry did I'll finish that the second that you tell me who my father is Grandma, what you doing with that fucking hockey stick? Why you running towards me with that devil grin? Stop it, bitch! It was me against the world, Eyes Wide Shut Me, my nigga Vince, and five white sluts With a Klondike bar that we all might munch At the blonde dike bar with a slut named Chuck And she don't give a fuck, that's my demeanor If I'm ever posted with a lame, there's a Glock between us Or at his grandmother's house with my cock between her Or mouth filled with homemade carpet cleaner Or call me, better call the Doc And the neighbors, they heard screaming, they bout to call the cops And now I have to stop, pull out the Johnny Rocket Dashing down the block trying to figure where the fuck my socks went Dunk behind the dumpster thinking they'll never find me Till I realized, that's same place I put the body Fuck that. Snatch an old paraplegic's bus pass I'll trim my mustache and blame it on my neighbor's drunk ass Then they took me into custody, thinking I'm gonna snitch Like "I ain't fucked that ho", and "I ain't touch that bitch" But I seen my nigga Slick, that nigga was on his way out He's got enough guns to engineer a breakout