Strange Clouds (remix)

[Verse One: Danimal Lector] I never had to ask twice, I always did what I wanted to Livin' the fast life, that's right You peaked in high school, now you're singin' Broadway Blues The real world don't give a fuck who you were when you were eighteen I'mma beast, I'mma eat until the plates clean Leave the booth lookin' like a rape scene, wasting no time When I'm lacing these loco vocals, no mistaking me for being mainstream Facing hard times but the harder the times, the better my bars and rhymes So it ain't a thing, mind and heart racing, and I am paid to sing I'll tell you somethin', ain't for nothin' I need this more than ever, pay me for my pain and suffering This ain't a discussion, just a bunch of facts All I've done for rap, and ain't gettin' nothin' back You can't fuck with me? Huh? What's up with that? Middle finger? Guess what? Here's a "Fuck you!" back When it comes to tracks I'm insane on industry beats You little lames couldn't compete Bigger brain and killer physique Spit flames to grill any beef Strange clouds around my tinted lenses Crazy how I never came down, I feel tremendous I can kill at will with a sentence And I will, period, the end, bitch Let me finish what I started I am physically the hardest These gimmicky artist are literally garbage Difference is, I'm the shit, you just sharted Bitch, I am heartless Kick your carcass, then kiss your mother after eating a fist of garlic Ho, scram I'm a grown man, you're still shopping in the kids department I'm in a different market than what you're currently listening to, darlin' Better than whoever you wanna compare me to, this shits retarded But I ain't stressin' it, though I'm lettin' it go, I'm lettin' it go, you never know Tomorrows never promised, so lets be honest One day we'll all be in a coffin with roses resting on it I'm focused on the present, not thinking past tonight So you can waste time arguing over what happens after life But I'm only concerned about, what I do while I'm here alive Cause you can never really live, if you have to fear to die Hard thing to hear; goodbye But guess what? Everybody goes I wish I could be a snotty nosed kid eating sloppy joes Forever, but I know time won't slow down or go backwards Sooner or later, I'mma go from being that slow cracker With the flow mastered, to some regular old bastard Lifes a bitch, man, it is what it is, it don't matter