Galactus Redux

Nigga you ain't gotta like me to love me.... [Verse 1] Live life, die never That shit sound clever Rest in peace to my nigga Payso, you live forever I was armed with that bullshit Brought up off that bullshit That Chuck D, that Ice Cube That hard shit, that nigga so soft He starting to get retarded EX change my name cause Barack's in office His inauguration will stop my conviction So y'all can suck my dick until that nigga will be different You lame mission christians Unapologetic in my convictions Said it because I meant, I'm cynical bitch I'm legend in the flesh Go on, check my resume, then ask Why these whack ass niggas all ahead of me There's fuckin' virgin lips No I ain't suck a dick I slurp a bloody pussy before I be making facts Bite me down, light me fucka I'm alotta shit, but I ain't no sucka Three straps on a back, watch three chuckles No way back for a black motherfucker Where the A train? where the C train? Where the few people that still think that I'm sane? I live in a society but nigga I ain't Kane I see them niggas creepin' I'll hit 'em up with the flame When I bang motherfucker, I bang I fuck a bitch down, 'till my nuts be drained Eye-ball a nigga, collect action figures But still you can't find me a rapper who's realer Fuck you... [Bridge] Galactus... Who want it? who-who-who want it? Who want it? who-who-who want it? Who want it? who-who-who want it? Who want it? who-who-who want it? [Verse 2] My life's like the movie Heavy Metal, but ghetto You told me I ain't your type, but bitch you gon' settle Vote for Pedro, Underdog tatted on my arm I'ma set it down, a bowl of my lucky charm I'm a don in my own mind Hit you with a clothesline Law struck, that's why hook be blowing up my phone line I comb fine, if I ain't that I'm pulling a Cyrano I pour it in a cup, and niggas shake it in a bottle Desperado, but the fuck? feel like I won the lotto My lines, copastyle, but my lifestyle, raw That's how I'm living, I'm living, they pull at any minute I ain't a living social, and the planet can prevent it From different planets, advantaged with a stolen box of finished comic Books, checkmate, green up, I don't do I was the mild man, the Bruce Banner type Crack enemies harder than proficiate Saturday my fantasy how can it be? Reality ain't been too kind to me Psycho dichotomy, divided by all the demons inside of me Product of my environment, honestly though, I like this shit Memo to the blogs that won’t play me, fucking suck my dick Slurp...