CATASTROPHE

I slay punks who don't know their own identity Who spit my name and use it like an obscenity You got more skulls in your closet than a Kennedy Your own my nuts so you better hold tenderly I can tell you was cracked and your nugget split You convulsing on the floor shaking and snake bit You're in a cold sweat like jake all for the names you knew Don't mean shit to me and you ain't got a clue Of what's about to happen insurrection Two worlds collide one survives the reaction Hold tight and keep yourself together Cause we're about to storm you like city weather I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe Let the crowd buckwild catastrophe And that's the only way that it has to be The whole damn world is mad at me But I don't give a damn I'm just glad to be A pain in the face of society And if you'd rather be it's a formality How can I say you ain't shit to me When I choose taking that personally Ten awful years of bringing funk I still climb hard as hell to get over the hump I got the laws on a string I got my hands on the pump I still got the force to go nutty on you punks I don't want to be the king of the scene Just a soul assassin for the cypress team I rhyme and sing and make bitches scream They love that old southside gangster lean Call it psychobeta I gets it cracking Turn into mad dog when I start rapping So peep the hostile hot damn wild Shit you ever heard from the voodoo child Don't get caught up blame it on the most high Hold on till I tell you punks go wild I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe Let the crowd buckwild catastrophe And that's the only way that it has to be The whole damn world is mad at me But I don't give a damn I'm just glad to be A pain in the face of society And if you'd rather be it's a formality How can I say you ain't shit to me When I choose taking that personally I'm tired of wack rappers and fame seekers Like you know what it is to be in my same sneakers I don't mind exposing you hollow bitches I got the medicine open and swallow bitches You play roles like an actor but you get no Oscar Third string featherweights cut from the roster Your just an imposter you're lost your composure Expect your exposure to bring you to your closure But you're in denial and still remain vile In the face of a lifestyle and senseless wild I take you down a dark trail you failed to keep up That's when you get introduced to the street sweeper I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe I can see what you ask for it has to be You set yourself up for catastrophe Let the crowd buckwild catastrophe And that's the only way that it has to be The whole damn world is mad at me But I don't give a damn I'm just glad to be A pain in the face of society And if you'd rather be it's a formality How can I say you ain't shit to me When I choose taking that personally