[Sho Money EMG]

I'm metaphorically a beast.
with a angry rage contained with pain in a daze my brains a force thats full of greed.
I fade away like David Blain once I engrave ur face in ways it makes it horrible to see.
I'm dishing out major payne like I'm Damon Wayans w/ a razor blade, for a cause I must achieve.
I beat the boss like Ethan Hawke in Training Day with basic state of order in the streets.
A change of pace is forcing u to pleed. You'll need the strength to face - ur oracle will seize.
Once it fades away the more you'll know it seems, that ur just a waste in space - like orbital debris.
I'm actually havin'..
the perfect day impersonating a person placed to earn the pay of - a prodigy, in mathematics.
While I'm being served a plate of bourbon flavored urban angus from a Turkish waitress - honestly, her ass the fattest.
Had u in a nervous state, yet I've turned away from the murder rate of worthless skanks I had to manage.
Now I'd rather capture, a burst of strength in this perfect place I first complained wasn't even half of average.
I'm turnin faces with this urge to rape a perfect asian w/ an act of malice.
& days'll tell, u couldn't save urself - if u were a virgin waiting after marriage.

& that was tragic, faggot.