Album: Menace To Society
Song: Who Is Mischief?
I have one mothafuckin question. Who the fuck is Mischief?
I wake up in the morning splash on some Neutrogena/ Look at myself in the mirror and say hey guess who could see ya/ Nah but seriously, I'm here to make people have to do subpeonas/ I'm why you think of your girl you wonder if there's a dude between her/ And I don't wanna hear a word from no one, cause you and the rest of this fucked up world made me evil/ So don't get mad if I make your baby leave you/ Cause If I gotta live in a crazy world I'll be one of the crazy people/ And most people might think that I snort rocks/ Cause I'm the type to make repeated attempts to rob Fort Knox/ I think I'll go to L.A. square off against four cops/ Cause I really, don't give a fuck about shit/ Don't give a fuck about a bitch/ Don't give a fuck about ya clique/ Don't give a fuck about bein rich/ I don't give a fuckin fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck/ I like bling bling cars to run you over, bloody it up/ Or speed in the rain while the car's swerving around/ Fuck driving with the traffic, I'll turn it around/ I stomp hard enough to make people a permanent ground/ And throw termites at your house, fuck burnin it down/ Didn't know not to trust me, bet you're learnin it now/ And you'll never see me peacefully drinkin lemonade/ I'll be in hot highly crowded parks peein in the shade/ Wildin the fuck out like a demon in a cage; that's who nigga, what
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Who the fuck is Mischief
It's the nigga bringin the pain
Like a migrain
Or bein hit by a train
And everything I drop's gonna blow up like a plane
I'm not here to say that I'm the illest rhymer/ I'm still a minor/ But I smoke, drink, and saw a real vagina/ "Hey there you silly guy ya"/ Bitch shut the fuck up/ "Now Chris you're too young to cuss/ you're only sixteen now"/ What you want me to say, some gay shit like iced out Micky Mouse/ Or playing in the cute Disney's house/ Have video's datin four year old girls in a pretty blouse/ Fuck that I just wanna show titties bounce/ And I smoke fifty ounc-es/ Of hasish/ And I ain't shit/ Like some these other young rappers having gayness/ Up their anus/ Plus my mind's on violent material/ Wanna do somethin about it, try and I'm killing you/ Sike I'm just kidding you/ I ain't tryin to end up in jail or prison/ Cause Mike Tyson might impale me wit a flyin television/ But fuck it cause to me the definition of hell is livin/ If I don't make it rapin I'll go to sperm banks and sell my jism
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