[Sample from the film Confessions of a Dangerous Mind] Chuck Barris Hey, I got an idea. If you arent so bad why dont you do it? Why dont you kill the mole? You got a problem with killing, Jim? Jim Byrd I just dont fit the profile. [Verse] Watch how it go down Its hot on the old route Theres cops on patrol now, cats in stocking masks And no, not when its cold out If I rob and I show out I get the Glock and I roll out You get shot in your hometown No, not on the low down Throw shots at the whole crowd Im not gonna slow down for the spot that I hold down But Im conscious, I know now My pockets are swole now But I lost it, it goes down And its not often I owe thous But money talks and its so loud I can hear it as I go from a quap to a whole pound Im not trusting their resolution Im adjusting the resolution Fuck the government revolution! The chambers of my guns do hundreds of revolutions Each bullet spun at your mind Yall can get it one at a time You next? In front of the line! Come see me, the pallbearer I talk greasy like a ball bearer I tear em up, Im on my grind like a pair of trucks If you said Im raw as fuck, okay fair enough I didnt get this sick from sharin cups Motherfuckers swearin up You need to grow a pair of nuts You below par, son, I been the best from bar one, bar none I am the hardest when rhymin Harder than Harlem, Long Island I belong in Arkham Asylum Im a Stone Temple Pilot My poetry like rose, petals, violets Chrome, metal, violence My flow? Never mind it Switches up so much that I dont recognize it Its become airborne, hope you dont catch the virus The dro press my eyelids if po gets behind us Then hide it in your prosthetics, and dont let em find it We press albums, you get your clothes pressed with irons Dont like us? Protest in silence! Been tourin all day, you could go check the mileage Im so pressed for time, we set the whole west on fire Want some rhymes, then? Memorize mine then Guarantee you will be mesmerized by them These guys got a feminine side inside them I spit 911 times ten, Inception mind bend I weaponize my pen, but my weapons my friend We attached at the hip, we connected like twins Making trap in this wild game Is like trappin some wild game If you harass me or violate, you askin to die in vain Try it mane, try to take it back Try some Lidocaine with that Deny the shame, try to blame gangsta rap Cops think they razorback boars But they really pigs, I put a blade in that pork Yeah, then eat it off the plate with my fork Come see you later at court Judge a book by a cover You should be lookin for cover if you the paperback sort My lifes a open book hardback Entitled, We Aint Comfortable If We Arent Strapped I spit a hundred bars every day, wheres your bars at? I swear, I could go all damn day So when I end this song, its only for my fans sake [Sample from the film Confessions of a Dangerous Mind] Chuck Barris What fucking profile? There is no fucking profile. Jim Byrd Okay, theres no profile. Chuck Barris Yeah, theres no profile. Jim Byrd Okay. Your father, the dentist, not really your father. Your real father was a man named Edmund James Windsor. Among other things, he was a serial killer.
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