Outta This World

[Intro] Yeah Y'all motherfuckers know I'm out of this world And I'm fucking out of my mind, too Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] I'm on that foreign shit to kill a bitch And I'ma tell you right now Y'all motherfuckers better pipe down A real fucking emcee's in the building So you best respect me If you don't think so, then test me Please, I'm a restless beast And I'm not tired, I just don't need the sleep I guess that's what happens when you're an alien New rappers don't like me? I'm bailing then [Bridge] Yeah, I'm bailing then Fuck them They don't need me? Well I don't need them So why the fuck stay around? [Verse 2] Why the fuck do I need to stick around anymore? What, so I can sit around and get poor? While I restlessly pour four gallons of bleach down their throats and on their teeth Why don't I just end shit right now just like Heath? [Bridge (x3)] Fuck it, why don't I just die? [Verse 3] Oh wait, that's because I meant something bitch Like it or not, things are about to switch Sooner or later I'm the one who will get rich Music and economy wise Yeah, I'm the one to despise Because I'm the epitome of all y'all bitches' demise Ho, don't look at me with them eyes I'll gladly write you up with a pen to your thigh I don't need to get high I'm already having plenty of fun For example when I'm forcing a gun to the back of the sun Then I blow your fucking lights out Massive explosion, I'm packing explosives I'm matching the OGs' skills with potions A man witch, who turns dudes into Manwich I'm getting ready for lunch so jump in the pit for a bit Maybe I'll put the lotion in the basket Don't use it and get the hatchet That's how the story goes No, wait, no it doesn't, but I don't know I write the book like I write my hooks How much murder can I do in one line So bad I'm getting stupid looks Dumb motherfuckers can't keep up Like a suburban white kid with street stuff [Outro] Y'all motherfuckers can't keep up and you fucking know it So back the fuck off