Disgusting

Lyrics

[Intro] (I'll be comin' for your love, okay?) No, no, I'm not, I'm immune (Take on me) I've already had it And my daughter's not sick She's sick She's not (Take me on) [Refrain] I'll be gone, "huh!" I'll be gone "Disgusting and despicable!" I'll be gone In a day or two "Disgusting and despicable!" [Verse 1: Apathy] Bully of the block shit, terribly toxic Fuck a deeper meaning, it's apparent we pop shit An arrogant American embarrassed to rock shit Spittin' at the camera on some Pac shit Sitting at a table loading Glock clips waiting for apocalypse Deep and hidden passengers, Webster Papadopoulos Pop rappers want to pop Xannies, preposterous Climb up to the top and I'm toppin' your whole metropolis Honkey Kong's back, planes are circling Brains are working in overtime when Ap start murdering Mic circuits in a cypher, the sight of a missile surfacing Go call a surgeon and tell 'em these rappers burnin' There's burgundy on the rug, there's slugs in the sheetrock I'm a wolf walkin' 'round every time that the sheeps flock I feel like a werewolf fist fighting an Ewok I feel like an Air Jordan compared to a Reebok Kill giants like Jack when I hack at the beanstalk My raps are like crack, I've been hearing the fiends talk My product just speak for itself The narcotic in your car that cause speakers to melt Everybody hit the deck when Ap reach for the belt I'm buying every single bottle left of bleach on the shelf To dispose of foes of mine, find explosives Hidden under the hood, up to no good, corrosive I just showed up with Mary and Joseph The king of all kings delivers a deadly dose of Snow drifts, the type your nose sniffs Shit'll happen so swift you're feeling your soul lift Your body gets so stiff, I shoot up every intruder Hip-hop's nightmare, Fab Five Freddy Krueger Ain't a statement truer from the basement to the sewer Space station to a scuba diver, nine to a bazooka [Refrain] I'll be gone, "huh!" I'll be gone "Disgusting and despicable!" I'll be gone In a day or two "Disgusting and despicable!" [Verse 2: Black Thought] Ayo, when I was young and unruly my squad got patchouli high Bad guys like Robert and Stone at Cooley High Made a role model out of Capone and Lucia' Used to say we would be out of control until we die Atlantic City Gucci on, rope chains heavy on their Dookie jawn Fuckin' with some fiends on their Pookie jawn With dreams of weighing up like Stanley Tookie's ordered Strip had some hustlers on they John Belushi jawn Everyday another groupie jawn get her coochie torn Even though it's wrong, that's the norm when their lucci long Way before the Iceberg sweater with the Snoopy on Knew a lot of Philly jackboys with a kufi on And a prayer bump, Machine Gun Funk From a sawed off shotgun hand on the pump And it's beyond disgusting every time it dump Range be wide as fuck whatever kind you want If you a psycho like no other motherfucker sold from the soul I'm from where there ain't no kind of gun control Streets on patrol, kids wilding like they drunk a whole bottle of Patron Looking old, living took its toll this is for my 215 trooper team Used to being spoiled 'cause we too supreme Back to the Future cream spending still Winning in court, one charge pending And I pay my support, yo let all my children in I'm a life-size trife style ain't no Mr. Nice Guy Vice guy got to pay the piper but the price high My advice is to never try to live my lifestyle Hostile murder from Manhattan to Moscow One to make you scream, two to make you shout What a clout chaser 'bout no doubt, erase 'em out 'Fore we rob these idiots blind, we case 'em out Take a safer route, you can catch me on my paper route Ayo [Refrain] I'll be gone, "huh!" I'll be gone "Disgusting and despicable!" I'll be gone In a day or two "Disgusting and despicable!" [Outro] "You know what I think I'm going to do just for the hell of it Tell me I'm going to take this right foot and I'm going to wop you on that side of your face And you want to know something There's not a damn thing, you're going to be able to do about it"