F*** the Confusion

use your illusion
just skew your view
fuck the confusion
just u do u


Fuck yeah im killin-

im a killer of pain

but you cant feel nothin when your blood swishin in with the rain

fixin in on whether you mixin in what it mean to be in love or insane

if you dont know your own emotions how you gonna say shit about love for the game?

im like the main man mane

eminem is the god of rap comin after him now would be insane

a worse sin than to blaspheme

so since only one rap god I guess i'll be the rap king

but still no fake flows make no mistake move over time to take

over old dogs old rover roll over the image aint the same

holla back drake 2chainz lil wayne

your flows bump lame you dont know what its like to have the swagger of the champion in the ring

and not refer to it as swag fag or talk shit about my shinin rings as bling

anyway just the same yall likely put the game to shame  

yall like the teacup im like a great dane

by that I mean that im the big dog yall runnin down like water in the drain

but you know the dogs gone he gonna bite back
like the dogs on it like dog gone it yall better think fast

like two shots in yo brain

aimin straight from the cane

leave you all a stain

but thats how we are

the baddest by far

and look we just tryna maintain

hey lets just say

thats just the way the world teach to be strongest to survive as long as I can and improve along the way

use your illusion
just skew your view
fuck the confusion
just u do u

just tryna stay paid tryna earn up the grade to afford up that grain

so we can live life unchanged, smokin mary jane

nobody be hurtin nobody dont be besmurchin up my good name

fuckin up my hood sayin dirtied up my lane

if ima make a gang

ima name the shit the train

so I can run a train all up on your base on your bitch dame like look  watch your face there he came

no chance to escape ima stab ya

call me jack the rapper

slut bitches im after

see me runnin gun in hand cummin hear my laughter

Starvin artist livin on a cracker

make fun of my starvin marvin weight greedy cartman fat ass motherfucker i'll slap ya

grown man nap ya

have ya

on your knees feelin lifes last breeze barrels in your mouth

better hope you dont sneeze

straight no aim blast ya

feel sorry for the villian of the story? Not this chapter

death delt from a no fame rapper like a no name trapper

call me Don veli comma Maka-

king pullin on the strings call me the puppet master

tell a tale to compel sit a spell drink from the knowledge well shit you might just have ta

have a-

nother glass get your ass plastered

till you puke till your abs hurt

for one, i cant wait to be a cadaver

don't be absurd

shit I just wanna walk around haunting your ass like casper

on some nonsense your conscience floatin, mind fuck, your thoughts I keep deepthroatin goin faster

faster

faster

yall gave me the mike and I took it away like the Ole Dirty Bastard

use your illusion
just skew your view
fuck the confusion
just u do u


I am irreverence

know im comin gun in

hand runnin

know my  victory is in a state of imminence its evident

ever since hes sellin it

cause the young preachin cuss said just keep tellin it

feelin my immanence

right behind you listenin

trippin haters said tell him quite

higher places in society than the pope can get

eminence be my place in society is limitless like my temperament

I am infinitely innocent should be center-less

give it up good, spit free yet be better, best

mark higher do better on any mans test

fundraiser- money maker home school supplyin'

I aint hearin no denying?

I guess I aint lying

for once my patience you aint trying

prying into my business like no use hiding

be like your tongue the cat got

so no rat talk

city got the black top

back drop

bad off

take pity on this traffic stop

dont make me blast off

head shot

on a bad cop

to him we say hats off

after the mag pop

see these people scatter like a rat race

meanwhile back at the bat cave

I dig a pig a fat grave

like theres the bat like the joker went that a-way!

Keep diggin take a brake light up a fat jay

this smoke is expanding

throat so dry yo I could use a canteen

its like what yall demanding?

no hands lending no friends family

and we

aint move yet be like we camping

both feet planting

freely ranting

despite all the no he cant he

cant be

here I am amongst the stampede

still standing

this is the end Mcribe how we ride you just my bitch
Tatum, Channing