Life ain't in me limits, I jump back in the public eye and squirt a lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd ***in' die, but I electrify, get electrocuted, executed by The execution of my blow to wait for the human eye to detect zoomin' by Guess who? What's happenin', guy? They told me to ***, I fell off that pot, hop right back on that ***, or not? Said *** it, better capital I, look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat ***, *** off, little faggot, and die You right-tack like a magnet, I might get grabbin' at my *** better get back on that ***, or not? Said *** it, better capital I, look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat ***, *** off, little faggot, and die You right-tack like a magnet, I might get grabbin' at my *** better get back on that ***, or not? Said *** it, better capital I, look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat ***, *** off, little faggot, and die You right-tack like a magnet, I might get grabbin' at my *** better get back on that ***, or not? You wanna get your shot at me? What kind of *** is that, paddle? What kind of rapper would I be for I let another rapper think he's hot? I'll bury my face in his dinky *** and go, Girl, my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my mind So I ain't thinkin' about you, I don't got time, and I told you a thousand times So how can I find the time to put an alcohol on a battery and Royce's back? And at the same time put juice in mine? Goddamn it, slaughterhouse, it's time! Slaughterhouse! I'm a menace villain, my pen is sittin' spillin' My lyrics killin', then I let you witness *** when it hit the ceilin' A nigga's willin' to give the listeners the sickest feelin' Like mixin' some vinegar, drillin' penicillin' Then I'm fillin' a clip with a written, can you picture my pistol drillin'? A million women in the back of my mind I'm a menace villain, my pen is sittin' spillin' My lyrics killin', then I let you witness *** when it hit the ceilin' A nigga's willin' to give the listeners the sickest feelin' Like mixin' some vinegar, drillin' penicillin' Then I'm fillin' a clip with a written, can you picture my pistol drillin'? A million women and children when I'm illin' But it isn't real, it's a rap, on the real it's a rap How could you possibly stop the apocalypse when I'm atomic bombing the populace? Shot the metropolis hostile as a kid, poppin' a Glock at his moms and his pops Then he hops in his truck with his iPod rockin' his slaughterhouse I'm a menace villain, my pen is sittin' spillin' My lyrics killin', then I let you witness *** when it hit the ceilin' A nigga's willin' to give the listeners the sickest feelin' Like mixin' some vinegar, drillin' penicillin' Then I'm fillin' a clip with a written, can you picture my pistol drillin'? A million women and children when I'm illin' But it isn't real, it's a rap, on the real it's a rap How could you possibly stop the apocalypse when I'm atomic bombing the populace? Shot the metropolis hostile as a kid, poppin' a Glock at his moms and his pops Then he hops in his truck with his iPod rockin' his slaughterhouse Documentation of lyrics I write with confidence Write like a columnist slash novelist I'm in this game to demolish it Establish my dominance over prominent rappers You poppin' *** to your opposite, I can spit ominous So spit the word, spit the word, spit the word I'm a menace villain, my pen is sittin' spillin' But it isn't real, it's a rap, on the real it's a rap Poppin' *** to your opposite, I can spit ominous So spit politics, now I'm Haile Selassie, Gandhi in pocket, it's hip-hop genre Physically, I'm a cocaine altoid, ability to brain, it's a no-brain bout, boy Physically, I'm literally a cocaine cowboy, wait, wait Did I just go almost four bars without talkin' about my big dick? The other day, me and yo thick bitch had a great date and we ate cake And then we walk, and then she tried to jack me off But she lost, cause she couldn't handle my shake weight, I swear The irony of Ryan is I am bipolar, while I'm rhymin' standin' beside a big ol' white bear Neither one of us fight fair, you were literally lookin' at Woody and Wesley in a movie Where the white boy ain't got to jump nowhere, cause I'm here Nigga, I'm on fire, yeah, and I'm every bitch's dream One, two, I'm comin' for you, I'm a big ol' nightmare Nigga, this is the slaughter, step it up I'll pretty much slap yo' ass and tell you to shut the *** up After that, I'll slap yo' ass again and tell you to shut the *** up Shuttin' up, and that's how you body a ***in' beat Fuckin' beat Slaughterhouse I should be the one that goes Nah, get a stopwatch, clock my flow Hit the button on top, watch the drill drop Oh, oh, dot, dot, ow, ow, ow When I drop, I go out at space Blacked out like Darth Vader's face Placed in a molten shower Say somethin' and get done proper Mama, papa, pourin' out vodka Mama mia, impasse me to Caesar's disease It is in the Slaughterhouse, Gaza Better Jetboy go home, better Jetboy G4 chrome Better Jetboy, more Sanchez, Antonio Holmes I'm not your Antonio Holmes, boy, you just Sittin' in the lab, pickin' up a pad, I be spittin' bad I'ma get you mad with this gift I have Lord, don't suffer in second tax When the trigger blasts, I'ma put your beak on your feet Rrrraaah, with a lick of ass Sippin' yak, bad bitch, and a vicious track I'ma let it act Slide pro tools to four strokes Move a coast to the west like we're cookin' lemonade New York is a piggyback ride to the motherland Hold on, brother man, on the other hand Get down, I'm gonna fan Gun butt you with the eagle handle Cunning ham, I don't wanna talk I just wanna beef, I don't wanna piece I want it all, baby boy, I don't wanna eat I wanna feed, stuff my cheeks with rough beats and *** You dumb weak, I'm the one compete Slaughter Insane what they call us How you married to the game? But you probably shouldn't have came to the altar Every bar like propane for the salter If you try to hang it in fortune Eminem is deplored and slaughtered My sentiments imminent torture All of your feminine marauders They're swimmin' at water Men will assault you Tommy's a ***, a symbol of sordid Kidnapped his trembling daughter At least a quarter I'm a menacing supporter He's got an aura more like Sodom and Gomorrah Normally something's wrong with me Blaming the quantity of the porn I see on the pawns to me When I fix the game They all think *** came with a warranty How the *** they gonna stop it? I was born to be corn to me *** belong to me Two choices You can get along with me Or sit your faggot ass right there in dormancy Wait All he missing is heels to be RuPaul Ain't nobody that's real Ever knew y'all second to none And I'm dealing with bones Whose time will never come Now deal with the blue balls You ain't gotta fear me But you'll respect me Niggas who never met me Threaten me, wanna Gillette me Come in the store Frighten some machetes Swingin' spaghetti like it's heavy Some said he deserve an Espy In a Chevy like it's ready Put the Desi with his chest beat Slaughterhouse