The Wanderer
Fuck you, Fuck all the people always runnin their mouth
Fuck that bitch ass coward who fuckin flooded my house
Fuck everybody who said this shit here would never happen
Now who's laughin you said we'd never make it by rappin
But you was dead wrong this song was made to strictly prove a point
See my dick, well you can lick it as I fire up this joint
Gettin me pissed off will definitely get you shit on
Don't turn your back on the Kings, our team's too fuckin strong
Be the second loced loady settin it off in the session
There be
Cherry
Papoose face,
Girl-goofy ways,
8 shaped,
Technically sound, you'd think, for lying down
Quick, while you talk shop, I can't stop
Clenched hands,
Introverted stance,
Tense laugh;
Inappropriately loud and mechanical.
Hint! If you would knife-slive my sternum open
You'd squint from the sheen of machinery chromium,
No crimson.
You don't know what you are dealing with;
You think that I am just how I look,
But you are stupidly mistaken.
Unsure,
Blunt awkward words,
Young eyes
Looking at you like they've never seen before.
Hit! 'Cause even when you see the bodies behind me...
(Submit!) You don't believe it could be me hunting
(Chorus)
You don't know what you are dealing with;
You don't know what you are dealing with;
You don't know what you are,
But you are fatally mistaken.