La da da da da Fuck these niggas Know and know What's your name? How far is a light year? If I was being honest I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour Call my momma like

Only a crazy little thing I read What What are you smoking I'm just to fuck with your head I'm only joking And I don't believe a thing I've said (Why do I do what what I do?) There is a song You're trembling to its tune At the request of the moon

I usually don't do this, but fuck it You know what? (you know what?) You're like the hardest thing I've ever seen And I'm from the gutter so believe me I've seen some hard things You come from where the black flower grows I wanted to cut you down and

I'm doing the best I ever did I'm doing the best that I can Now go away! I'm doing the best I ever did (go away) I feel for you, better fuckin' go away I will behave, you better go away I'm doing the best that I can (go away) And I wonder day to day I

I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants) I just left the trap, and I'm off the Xans (and I'm off the Xans) Bitch, I'm high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?) I'm the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Fuck these backpackers Runnin' this thang, money insane Busy getting brain like Krang What, what's my name in the woods got these niggas usin' Mapquest Alright it's Childish baby, Mr. Talk About His Dick Again Nerdy ass black kid, whatever man, I'm sick

Walking down the street, in my All Stars In my, khaki suit, doin what what I do Walking down the street, smoking, chronic In my black locs, lookin, at you Guess who's back on the West coast tracks It's the motherfucking messiah of gangsta rap Still dip in the

What the hell did I do to deserve all of this? Gimme any reason not to fuck you up I'm cold I'm ugly I'm always confused by everything I can stare into a thousand eyes But every smile hides a bold faced lie It itches it seethes it festers and breathes

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

I'm the best, best, best, best What What the fuck they gon' say I'm the best bitch doin' it, doin' it I hear they comin' for me Because the top is lonely I'm the best It was back in '07 did a couple of tapes Did a couple DVD's made a couple mistakes Didn't