Back Again

[Intro]

Yeah, yo
Haychkay!
Stade!
2018
2018 you could say
Haha!
Yo

{Verse 1]

I should be from the 90's, I guess i'm like a time traveler
The line blaster, high bastard, the rhyme master
A fucking tight rapper, and today its rare
You got a video on Youtube there's no way ill share (Fuck you!)
I hate girls too, fucking slag
Just finished me after i brought her a ring is that what girls do?
She'll get a kick in the stomach, a fucking hit in the gullet
Then i rape her with my dick then i pull it, fuck it
I stopped caring at an infant, i was always bullied cus my motherfucking skin tone was different
Fuck telling the head, i just came in with a pellet gun
And shot them all so much the nurses had to do a medic run
I never feel remorse for my companion when i shout at her
I only go to fucking therapy to slap my councillor
I'm always blazing weed, cus i'm such a lazy teen
That's before my drug dealer came and gave me E's come on!

{Hook X2]

I guess its time for me to grab my pen
Look at all these rapper i just laugh at them
So go and tell your friends that i'm back again
Back Again, Back Again

{Verse 2]

Since the day i was born I've been suicidal
Call me insane, but Kurt Cobain he's my idol
So fuck life, hey Stade you can have this beat back
But i think its already dead and it can't relapse
I'm taking out the rappers who are rapping bout the cash
I guess you could just say that i am taking out the trash
Bitch i'm like the key to this game, i'm reaching the fame
Middle finger to the people speaking the hate
The reason you stay, unknown is cus you're tedious, lame
So you can suck my dick and have my std's in your face (faggot)
I ain't a kindly guy, i'll stick a fucking knife inside your eye
Then i'll fucking rape your misses while you die
It's just a joke, please don't judge me you don't know me
In fact i'll never give a shit, all of you can blow me

{Hook X2]

I guess its time for me to grab my pen
Look at all these rapper i just laugh at them
So go and tell your friends that i'm back again
Back Again, Back Again

[Verse 3]

The fucking Stephen King of rap, touch me get your fingers snatched
I'll throw a dead wasp at you, with a sting attached
I just cringe at rap, all they do is sing and act
And then what makes it worse is they're always rinsed in cash
What the fuck man! What happened to the game
How the fuck did we let rapping be so lame
I'm fucking ashamed, enraged, driving me insane
All the talented are strained while the trashy ones have fame
The fans have a grim taste, who get shitfaced
And turn up every fucking night spending all their intake
But they don't get songs cus rappers have a speech disorder
Bitch i'll put them through with weeks of torture
Still crazy as a terrorist who's hiding in Iraq caves
About to blow up like a martyr in the rap game
Tell my father i'm excited for his presence
Cus when i fucking see him i'll just strike him with a weapon

{Hook X2]

I guess its time for me to grab my pen
Look at all these rapper i just laugh at them
So go and tell your friends that i'm back again
Back Again, Back Again

[Outro]

(burps) Ugh... Fuck this shit!