Organized Chaos

hip hop is now just a rap beat

no lyrics or emotion, trading mc's for p*****s

no need for me so i'll just keep smoking weed

in the jeep with my peeps, while i'm creep on your street

attention fathers, i'm raping all your daughters

and killing your family too, so don't you try and bother

i'm big brother, you little like dwayne carter

but fame alters and dame's falter

and this 12 gauge is aimed at your face  for a dollar

so check ya top ten roster for imposters

not a mobster, just a monster

with a big white a*s larger than a whopper

i'm hollering at joggers then they goner's in the harbor

pearl necklace while the blood drips i get rich 

you think this is sick, watch the news you pricks

"gagged, blindfolded, and raped" you mad coz I said s**t?

b***h you're a glitch and i'm here to fix it

people try to give me up for lent

leave you hanging in a drainage ditch