Blackout - Bizarre, D12

I’m on some other shit, saying fuck the government

Fuck Obama, whoever running it, I’m on some other shit

No faith for God, no faith for the job

Rape, rob, kill or steal, I’m a fucking slob

I’m a known sinner, I’m a lover of Bruce Jenner

I love to take her to dinner, man she’s such a winner

Night of the living dead, school are hardly red

My dog was hardly fed, I mean I’m calling raid

I’m on a geek mission, nah I’m on a freak mission

I got an addiction to all these prescriptions

High on these acids, smoking a lot of broccoli

You gon' have the 2Pac to stop me

Pack in the four, shot Macklemore in the apple store

What the fuck am I rapping for, just to go on the world tour

Killing season, killing white people for no reason

Starting off with Slim Jesus (Come on, man, give 'im a break!)

The blackout (the blackout)

The blackout, the, the, the blackout

I kick your toddler, with Timberlands

Leaving out the size of Wimbledon

In the house dumping a similar act and kidnap him

Enforcement, jumping traffic while I’m laughing at

Your bitch in the passenger gag

A lot of rappers wanna raise a white flag

I blast and spill massacre, turn it into a maxi-pad

I’m backing that ass down, far as beef

I’m the only rapper walking around with the mad cow

The way I’m rushing these clowns, you’ll swear I’m from Moscow

My gat is longer than the back of a crocodile

So what now?

I wreak havoc if I’m stared at

I grabbed the basket and clamped his face with a bear trap

I run shit, like an Ex-Lax, don’t fuck with the wrong one and catch flack

Your boss’ll get bitch slapped

I won’t be drinking beer when I open your six pack

I hit your vital organ and your vision gets pitch black

It’s just the killer in me, I’m raised to be shady

Turn ghost, and you convince the, literally

My shot’s more accurate than Kennedy

Back in '63, the worst thing you could never be is an enemy

I’m mentally distraught, Hennessy guzzling motherfuck

Does knocking women out as much as I want

You lose stamina, one punch, I feel like a slits hammer

The way that I manhandle your mommy and not, damn it!

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