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A lot of people ask me 
Am I afraid of death 
Hell yeah im afraid of death 
I dont want to die yet 
A lot of people think that I worship the devil 
That I do all types of retarded shit 
Look  I cant change the way I think 
And I cant change the way I am 
But if I ofended you? Good 
'cause I still dont give a fuck 
Zoneing off one joint 
Stop in a limo  hop in the window 
Shoping the demo with gun point 
A lyrist without a clue 
What year is this? 
Fuck a needle here's a sword body pierce with this 
Living 'em up never giving a fuck 
Give me the keys im drunk, and I never driven a truck 
But I smoke dope in a cab 
I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab 
Come back the next week and re-open your scab 
A killer instinct runs in the blood 
Emptying full clips and bury your guns in the mud 
Ive carmed down now 
I was heavy once into drugs 
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz 
My brains gone, my souls warm, my sprit is torn 
The rest of my body is still being operated on 
Im ducked the fuck down while im writing this rhyme 
'Cause im probably gonna get struck by lightning this time 
**Chorus** 
To all the weed i've smoked 
Yo! this one's for you 
To all the people ive offended 
Yeah fuck you to 
To all the friends I used to have 
Yo! I miss my past 
But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass 
To all the drugs I've done 
Yo! I'm still goin' to 
To all the people Ive offended 
Yeah fuck you to 
To everytime I reminisce 
Yo! I miss my past 
But I still dont give a fuck Y'all can kiss my ass! 
** 
I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you 
And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue 
I'll hang you till you dangle and chain you with both ankles 
And pull you apart from both angles 
I wanna crush your skull till your brains leaks out of your veins 
And bust open like broken water mains 
So tell Saddam not to bother with making another bomb 
'Cause Im crushing the whole world with my palm 
I got your girl in my arm 
And I'm armed with a firearm 
So big my entire arm is a giant fire bomb 
Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron on 
And the pants to match (Here mommer try 'em on) 
I get a master ??? with a mouth full of adjetives 
A brain full of adverbs and a box full of laxatives (Shit all out) 
Causing hospital accidents 
God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again 
**Chorus** 
I wanted a album so rugged nobody could touch it 
Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Oh Shit!) 
Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt 
I cant rap anymore I just murdered the alphabet 
Drug sickness got me doing some bug switches 
Im withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches 
I dont rap to get the woeman fuck bitches 
Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes 
Never ran with a click, Im a posse 
Kamikazze strapping a mother fucking bomb across me 
From the second I was born my mommer lost me 
And I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy 
I dont know why the fuck Im here in the first place 
My worst day on this earth was my first birthday 
Retarded? what did that nurse say? Brain Damage 
Fuck I was born during a earthquake 
**Chorus**
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