Be Mine, Baby

歌詞

One thousand different houses and Munchausen I'mma make you wanna punch out some fucking one ouch What the fuck'd you hit me for Scream life as I punch counter And bunches out of anger I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown Black hood with a scythe shit I laughed in his face spit Bitch gave me an extra life like take this Now get your ass back in that game bitch Don't take shit for granted and don't take shit give it Only bull you should take is by the horns a mixture of Whitey Ford And Mighty Thor I everlast pen is mightier than sword Finish writing then record replenish keep writing more Nothing's riding on it but your privates are you're fighting for So you fight scratch you claw backs to wall no one was there To catch you fall you pick yourself back up you dust your jacket off You grab your balls like they're gargantuan and ask yourself How fucking bad you want it pull out your pass for whooping ass And flash it on 'em nobody's gonna back you in the corner you're a hornet No one's more ignorant then you fucking four in the morning You're at the laboratory storming like there's nothing that's more important MC's you better consider this a formal warning you're in for it Girl what would you do if I said your body was off the chain And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face I ain't finished bitch I meant in half oil the blades Nobody wants to play They say I'm a spoiled little baby but Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya What goes through an addict's brain Besides static pain And Big Daddy Kane break beats and words an erratic train Of thought like splatter paint scatter brain yeah Maybe why that explains why you're back but you don't rap the same And you're looking way thinner cause your hunger got you looking Like they took away dinner Sugar Ray Leonard Wouldn't sugar coat a fucking booger though just to wipe that bitch On a hooker's coat when you say you're a jugga what jugga Now fling that bitch from your fingertips I hope it lands On another rap singers lips who can't think of shit anything of with That's interesting to spit who's king of this fucking English lit Let your middle fingers flip on each hand whilst extending this shit How low can you go Lower then Chuck D ho Hear the bass of this in my voice Rocky's back where's my Adrian Nobody's crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots of rap not a man I'm a weapon Who just happened to be a rapper who just happen to be on the crapper When it happened I had an epiphany in the bathroom I'd never be the same after now I'm back with an apper tite for destruction the fucking recipe for disaster So let's eat cause I'm famished every deed is a dastardly one Evil it's past it even you asking for me to be po lite to people is like me having my teeth pulled Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya So step inside of dimension the demented side of a mind That's like the inside of an engine while I multiply your undivided attention But be reminded that if I didn't mention I lose my mind and my temper You'll be the first one who finds him offensive Got him climbing the fences lost some time to addiction But look up rhyme in the dictio nary I'm in the picture Eminem is the synonym for it I'm an enigma Fuck it let's get to the meat balls I'm gonna skip the Veg and potatoes edge a macater They are shit legends are Madea spit treachreous data Shit that you would say to your worst enemy This wretchedness is what you get when you mix Treach with a Jada And combine 'em with Method Man and Redman with meth amphetamines in his left hand and in his right there's a sledgehammer And pajamas standing in front of a webcam Beating himself in the head 'til Russell lets him off Def Jam Maybe I need my head examined Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan I need meds swear to God cause if I go Off the edge T I ain't talking me off a ledge man Heart throb at a fart ah nah more like a smart slob Part blob that'll stab you with a sharp ob ject to the heart and leave claw marks All over the Wal Mart walls little baby with large balls Fuck mud slinging I'm blood flinging There's nothing on this fucking earth better then being king Of the playground I hate the swings but I love being the underdog Cause when I'm pushed I end up swinging up Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya Nobody puts baby in the corner I'm only trying to warn ya Cause that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum he'll fucking flip on ya