Verse1
I used to be the type of guy censoring rhymes/ but I cant encourage living if I'm delivering lies/ and cover my true colors in-spite of shit that I like/ live and do in my life/ smoking so much doja my roaches are getting high/ but fuck it there depressed and we're just getting by/ denied by the barman for trying to drink early/ but that goose behind ya bar, has got me feeling mad thirsty/ golden eggs scrambled with orange juice in the morning/ the perfect finish for the daily stretch and yawning/ not an alcoholic but a bottle polish suspect/ so liquored and mic rocking do he still will kick you bucket/ so even if Tellah trashed man he ain’t the one to fuck with

phony heads wanna kickit so I throw em rocks/
and buckets/ thuggy rappers like to push/ so I give em daisies to fuck with



Chorus
I don’t want to be a hero/ cause people wait to watch em fall/ I'd rather be a villain respected tor being wrong/ a;ways the one pissing/ and steadily peeing on/ your kitten with speaker bombs/ liked the flavor so much shes trying ta peep the schlong/ pack the bowl and clean the bong/ don’t be nervous slick I only mean she sings along...

Verse2
I got lesson to learn iI got lessons to teach, just expressions testing out my freedom to speech/ freedom to eat sleep shit smoke and be who I be/ I'm on some knock it til' I try it and bump it creating fiends/ I used to kick rhymes for the purpose of being righteous/ now I could give a third fuck if you thought I was nice when/ kicking that last rhyme- our musics the cakes icing/ fantastic damage ya baby we face biting/ demanding crews execute instead of just trying/ ya'll done went and bumped ya noggins/ looking sideways talking while you was jogging/ homies on your nuts experimentally coughing and choking/ Ya flows garbage though people say fuck the loser my flow gets the red carpet clitoris and its harvest/ I think that hit the target/

phony heads wanna kickit so I throw em rocks/
and buckets/ thuggy rappers like to push/ so I give em daisies to fuck with

Chorus
I don’t want to be a hero/ cause people wait to watch em fall/ I'd rather be a villain respected for being wrong/ a;ways the one pissing/ and steadily peeing on/ your kitten with speaker bombs/ liked the flavor so much shes trying ta peep the schlong/ pack the bowl and clean the bong/ don’t be nervous slick I only mean she sings along...