Lyrics

[Intro] "Oh, wow! Another EP of this man's bullshit." "Man, I bet you, this man on that bullshit" [Verse 1] There's a migraine pestering my brain to go to sleep But my brain says I wanna stay up making beats Polite by day, but I'm insane out in the street So why stay awake when I'm laying in the sheets? Maybe the walls are trying to tell me something when they're moving toward me Two worlds collide, barely touching in a room of torture Boondox bumping on the boombox Get a shroom, pop, hump a bitch and puke Hop to the bathroom, hock loogies, mucus, blue snot If you're a hypocrite, you can see if this dick'll fit If not even a little bit, you're left in a predicament Take it down your throat, leaving blood and jizz trickling,' I'm gonna eat the candy, trick-or-treat, I ain't giving shit Ask me if I give a shit, my remorse is limited, bitch You're at a risk if you're riding in my car I got my privacy until beside you sits a star I ain't sweating the charts, cause I be wyllin' with the bars Not trying to be the rapper with like five or six new cars The tears of a clown got me smiling in my sorrow I'm trying, but it's hard, yo, to hide all of my scars Apparently society is trying to neglect me High school academics will eventually reject me Give the middle finger to the people trying to stress me Get it in with their woman and let them bitches bless me I got you searching for the dot..... PING! I'm causing hella havoc till the cops.... leave Make a pig feel the pain of Rodney King I'm about to kill it, I cannot.... breathe Cigarette smoke is killing my throat, I wanna Appear to approach a spliff to a roach, I'm gonna Get rid of the foes and spit till their woes just double For real, I'm a pro, I'm living to blow you're bubble (Welcome to the lair of The Coughbat Sessions It's a blessing, I'm gonna spread my message) I don't need no motherfucking introduction I'll kill your brother and cousin, and stuff guts in a ceiling duct vent With a fucking roll of duct tape, they tried to steal my duckets Roll my window down and pull a gat out, get the fuck in! I stole a police horse, cut his legs off at the knees And made him run figure eights until he fell and just couldn't breathe And then I went to Walmart and walked out with a jar of salt Grabbed a shopping cart and darted off, left the parking lot Jetted to the mall, let me clarify, I hardly shopped Heard a barking dog ripped the carpet up, and target locked As the owner watched in shock, I just grabbed a sharpened rock Now he's in a puddle of blood and I'm in a car with cops ("Hmmmm" "Hey, shut up!") Devising a plan, gotta be sharp in thought Should I pull a tuck & roll? Take a chance at marking flops? Either that or I'll be lined in chalk and can hardly walk Wish that I was smoking with a teddy bear like Marky Mark [Outro] Welcome to The Coughbat Sessions I am EK, haters, kill 'em in a flash "Ooooooh, boy!"