Pedigree Bitch

[Intro] This is it, yep. You wanna hear my shit? Here we go. Not much practice on this one but I wrote it Man, it's so long. It's like ten A4 pages Swig of Red Bull; I don't drink, not when I'm rapping Get all messed up in my mind [Verse] Open up web browser so it looks like I'm doing something Telling people there's crap in my eyes so it looks like I'm not crying Saying I'm fine but acting different Because I want the attention that people are giving But I also don't; I wanna stay afloat Keep on top; be my own person through this all Banging my head against a wall continuously For four hours would hurt less than this Because this is shit: this takes the piss I was always loyal to you from the moment that we began But you were just walking and all I did was ran Maybe I moved too quick: didn't give our feelings enough time to stick Didn't think about it. Perhaps I'm the dick but I feel shit about it Because at the end of the day, when all is said and done It's over now and I'm the bum I feel as if the light's been blocked out by the sun You've won and I'm done Not gonna stick around in this epitome of Hell I hate how it makes me feel Let it all swell. And you smell Ah, I'm sorry: that was childish of me And I don't mean to be mean But you have to know the idea that the anger that you've created in me And that I've seen is clouding my eyes with your betrayal smoke, sweetie The fog that you've cast over me a thousand times, so deeply I often think that it would be better to die Than have to hear your shit: that shit that you continuously spit Unfortunately, you don't have one but you're such a dick I wish you had a ball-sack and a little prick so I could kick you in it And you could fall down to the floor and then bleed And I can seep that red stuff out of you continuously Until a hospital is a must When you see how much you have made me hate you Made me wanna castrate you; made me wanna forsake you For fuck's sake: I can't take you The deceit; the lies that you repeat I fall to my knees, but you don't; you're like: 'Don't leave me! Stay; I'll bake you a cake I'll make you whatever it takes Cause I can't let this be too late And I can't let this be fate And I just can't go back to being your mate And I... but I'm still here and I think we can fix it I think we can salvage this; wait! Find some goodness: something bright in this pile of dog shit But I'm gonna need you to do it' Ah, fuck you, bitch Yeah, I mean you caused all this shit You shitted this shit; you started all this When my pen was laid on this paper, man it's killing me I can't do fuck-all [TO BE CONTINUED]