There's something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see I can't die Have you ever seen God? Hands on my face overbearing I can't get out Hands on my face overbearing I can't There's something in you I despise Maze, psychopathic daze, I create

(If you wanna go with us) (I'mma leave 'em in the dust) (I must be the one to bust) (And I'm gonna hit the clutch) Sometimes, I feel Like I'll never slow down (Worldwide Choppers) I get to busting like I'm a thirty ought six

You bout to, journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain and his silent screams You'll feel his pain and his violent screams I'm the devil, if

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay) Had to cop the Audi,

You're wrong if you think I'll be just like you You thought you were there to guide me, We hard, extra large, youse a ho, (what!) you were only in my way, You were only in my way, (chop chop chop!) If you ain't crunk, what you in here for, We, we, we ride out,

You don't want no pressure, you don't want no pressure You don't want no pressure, you don't want no Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin' for me Ain't gon' say no names, probably lookin' for me Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too Ain't gon'

I miss the old Kanye, straight from the go Kanye Chop Chop up the soul Kanye, set on his goals Kanye I hate the new Kanye, the bad mood Kanye The always rude Kanye, spaz in the news Kanye I miss the sweet Kanye, chop chop up the beats Kanye I gotta to say at that

Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist

Yo Skrill drop it hard Chillin' in Kyoto grand with my man Skrill Chain smokin' nicotine sayin' fuck a fast deal We got that white girl so we make those skrill checks Fuck a white girl, talk ill, neck karate chop chop her grill, bitch I kill Born from the

Outstanding I done took a whole lotta chances I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing Try to take it my chopper do damage