I’m a walking bad habit
E tabs up in the cabinet
Savage rap status: vocabulary extravagant
A rock star poppin’ rotches in bars
Used to flip bud now
just rappin’ cop me a car
No tellin’ Connecticut felon I GPS ‘em
And find my mark like Magellan
with more lines than Corey Feldman
I never cease to impress ‘em
I cardiac arrest ‘em
With every studio session
I'm killin' ‘em no question
Webb’s back better hold your breath
when I’m rhyming homes
I murder beats
I’m Jonah Hex on the microphone
Fiends saying I’m the dopest yet
And haters I shrug ‘em off until
my fucking shoulders sweat
I’m breaking bones
a modern version of Casey Jones
Scored a hand I’m the winner
playing the Game of Thrones
fuck beef my rapping style’s filet mignon
Gettin’ drunk fuck yo’ driver
somebody take me home
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch
I know that I should change
but I don’t really think I can
It’s just part of my nature
I never cracked I never ran
The world was falling on me
when my back was in a jam
I always kept on fighting
that’s exactly who I am
And this is who I am no way
that I can change it
I’m buckwild stupid and dangerous
My best friends are not strangers
These are the motherfuckers I hang with
We speak the same language
And I ain’t saying French English
or Spanish or Spanglish
I mean pain and anguish this
cocaine slangin’ bang bang shit
MAC 11s that we aim with
In other words I’m rolling
with the same clique I came with
I’m the sameness and fuck being famous
Fame dreams are for groupies
I’m a real life gangster that you
ain’t seen in the movies
What I mean is I’m truly off the hook
Like a phone in a nursing home homie
I’m that Boston crook
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch
I damage tracks so listeners always ran it back
Always with a half ounce stuffed
into a sandwich bag
I kill it quickly and always keeping
the realest with me
Stealing all the fucking insulin
from Wilford Brimley
Diabetes rappers could never beat us
I been spittin’ shit like this since
I was just a fuckin’ fetus
Keep your chick with me
as long as she give dome
Rollin’ up the Diesel
I’m burning like Jim Rome
bitch
Yeah standin’ here’s a man
with the past the inspiration
For the kids on the corner but still
got the laugh of a mental patient
The infiltration of the game
Born from a central hatred of fame
A pencil shaking with pain
An injured stake in the claim
from the wrath I became
My paragaph’s insane are futuristic
pictures of the past from which I came
And this is Slaine with a shotty
in the hooptie son
My whole career’s a robbery that
they could never scoop me from
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch
Take me home
Take me home now bitch
Take me home
Watch for the cops hit the blinker
when you switch
Take me home
Lanes ‘cause you know
that I’m famous and I’m rich
Take me home
Eyes on the road take me home now bitch