[intro] Papah trelll. Loss. Pro-cess. I Dee yate. Step on yah feet get that shit off yoh'r chist spread hate [hook] Tik tak talk bitch walk Git tha fock up out ma face Phone-kay shit can walk Keep testin me. Shit. Fock i need space [verse 1 - man] Tew much pressa in this brains home fee'lin to much strain. Gow'n. Cree'kin, breaking, fugg! *snap* was That mah fuggin skull bohne? Naow Thats jahst tha sound of vye-lent thoughts smashin wackin smackin hackin Breakin through mah raw dome bro Oh fock yeah bud git ready there buddy its Mr. Sunshine here to rock ya straight the fokk goodnight like cuh-dee bhob weave drop block slip snap wack now yo ass wobblin fallin in the mud face bloody [hook] Tik tak toc shit talk Git the fock up out ma face Phone-kay shit can walk Keep testin me. Shit. Fock i need space [verse 2 - woman] Broosed knuhckle dust just cant seem to win the war If no wan fights and dies to stand whats the point too talkin sun lets fock arownd ahnd staht a war lets bhu'gie bash get down straight snappin out my brain i want a ounce of blood n payne gues its time to play the gayme Wha fools just ahgue green, seen, and usually ween i got 32 years of reh-straint flyin streight into yew mayne With treecks, and lies, and dirty thoughts so weeck-id what the fock you think you finna test me for? sheet could get treecky face get laced whole ego erased damage to the frontal lobe's main space - hate maced straight chased on up the fuck straight out the door If the only path they bargain for is gettin shit broken or smashed up by these fuckin hands. boiy you better take a walk on 'fore ya trip on that ego and get a leaky ass face bitch BITCH [hook] Tik tak talk blick drop Get the fock up out ma face Phone-kay shit can walk Keep testin me. Shit. Fock i need space Fock i need space [man and woman - verse 3] if ah ever wake with sin in ma brain tha deh comes ah go insane there'll be evil hurt and pain dished out in every lane too much motherfuckin derangement, greed, and shame on this motherfuckin plane snakes shneakin blows and breakin thangs? swang ya stick bust ya thang - cut em down now the fame this is the anthem of mah brain - the music born from pain walk with me and party ay now say it with me its Tik tak talk Get the fock up out ma face Phone-kay shit can walk Keep testin me. Shit. Fock i need space i need space fock out ma face ay
