[Intro] Yeah, I like to welcome you to the new era of Grewsum 7th Seal Entertaiment, lets show em how we do baby [Verse 1] Syllables burnin in my mouth like listerine I need to cleanse my soul with Mr. Clean Sickest fiend, vicious thing Thinking too much when Im sippin liquor, scheme Plot and knot impossible thoughts Of toppin this obsticle properly droppin rock And youre outta your socks Oh my God man, now thats a raw plan I aint coolin down Im keepin it hot fam Feelin stressed, lettin it double within Lettin my honesty get me in trouble again Cause Prozak is nothing more than strange baggage Fuckin up a whole label that came savage Till they went and signed a no talent aerobic The only threat that he compose is as a terrorist Nobody cares cause youre speakin out your anal You made it famous dog, being the weakest on your label You fag [Hook x2] This is my life, this is my home This is my mic, so this is my throne This is my mind, so this is my choice So Imma do it until youre sick of my voice [Verse 2] Im not a shit talker, Im just sayin what needs to be said So I can get it up in your head I wont apologize, if I said it its what I meant Lit fuse with a tank of oil, lit it up in my head Yeah I spit vivid and I live wicked I look at it like its my world, you live in it You gone of off that liquor well let me piss in it You made a whole fucking career off a bitch gimmick Now people lookin at me like Im the savior Like its up to me to make this pop major Been sending out demos and its obnoxious Now Im sending these labels Unabomber boxes They want no gruesome shit, no dark raps No white boy from where the corn stalks at So I can really be the illest rapper livin And still be doin nothing but sittin and hop gettin Motherfucker [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Visions spinnin like a twister Im livin in the storm CMob said it right cause we children of the corn Flippin out this evening Stephan King status I aint gon lie to you, you people need practice I aint bumpin gums I just thought I let you know That 3rd Degrees my boy and that dudes about to blow You probably think Im faking, but keep that on the low Cause when it happens Ill be chillin and sayin I told you so Plus Lo Key is fire, Im sayin that hes sick Just because youre not dont be hatin on the kid But let em keep talkin, cause the shit amusing And word of mouth is way better than distribution Welcome to my life, welcome to my home Welcome to my fight and my struggle and my zone That I live in, mind trippin, rhyme flippin, Im sick and Im pissin rivers on guys bitchin so pay attention [Hook x2]
welcome, label, corn, sayin, lettin