S.T.F.U.

Aye yo
This one's for the people
Who saw me differently
And I know ya'll just overreacting and shit
But Imma say this once
Fuck off

Hey!
Don't you think you should act according to what's right?
Everybody thinks I'm a maniac I ain't normalized
You must have misinterpreted my fuckin' common response
I'm just too frank enough
To the common shit life
Coz I'm a
Motion too abrupt some can't even comprehend the chorus in my eyes
It's the way I was raised
Playing video games
I have a boring shit life
If you think I'm a life of a party, I'm a straightforward kinda guy
What ticks me
Is that you
Pricks see
The wrong uh
In me
In most cases when all I've done is just breathe
Fuck you and uh
Leave me be
Goddamn these sensitive motherfuckers can't you see?
That I'm doing most of my shit peacefully
If your thing is to bother me with every bone in my body
Then bitch you just found your way to your own fuckin' stupidity
Have a little shame in your conscience and add some humility
One day, was on my way to my usual routine
When suddenly somebody with a muggy bish showed up to me
Saying "Dude, you too timid like old school in '02
Loosen up your arthritis, you scared we'll roast you?
When your jokes go too far just coz you got comfortable
Don't think too high and mighty, you're still deplorable and fallible"
Then I lessened the bullshit to become unapproachable
I'm a local fool who's been pushed to the edge already
By most of you
Truth is
I stay tactical
Never in battle mode
But when shit's bout to go down
I ball out like a pair of testicles
Don't mean to offend you with my fucked up attitude
I just keep my ass cool and avoid bein' an ass fool
While I pass through
Thing is that every gesture I make pisses you off
But just know that one track of the Slim Shady LP
(Still don't give a fuck!)
Because what am I gonna do with your self-entitled feelings?
If I slap your shit-face across the room for acting like bitch, aye
I ain't done nothin' wrong
That's why I made this song
To point it out to you what's really goin' on
No lie
I've had enough of your shitty comments about my behavior
I wish you had the ability to read minds to get me Xavier
If that's the case, one move of my finger will break ya, boy
I am who makes a lotta noise
Lose out uncommon poise
Until we start to riot, boys
But that's just me all rowdy and rambunctious, boy
And still function without a problem, boy
I'm mostly hay-wired prone to bein' flammable
You piss the fuck off my horns
You come bust the bull (motherfuckin' dawg)
You see me a systematic error born in a mortal flesh
When I'm the antivirus created in your hardware to fuck you dead
You call me brainless? I ain't brainless
I'm not a fuckin' zombie
I'm not brain dead just plain scared, I had bullies who attack me
Till my hands bleed and scrapped knees
Just to prove I ain't a pussy who lacks, G
It's facts see
But now, a veteran animal like Mr. Gatsby
I can cause literal destruction over the fucking span of time
Whenever I'm given minimal opportunity to pick another golden rhyme
As my anger fuels the rising prime
Never content to injure motherfuckers
While my violent cold-blooded eye gets so alive
It won't guarantee an inch of your fuckin' life
I never finish with a guillotine whenever
I'm dippin' a bitch to a chopper style
I got flunk once or twice
So I'm bettin' it on a pair of dice
Then I stab you in the back then head to fucking paradise
Carry your rotting corpse and toss 'em into the river at the Nile

Woah woah woah woah woah shit
I got blood stains on my shirt, fuck
Wonder if this comes off with orange juice when you wash it off
Right where was I?
Oh yeah

I'm the dawg without a chain
Don't tell I'm the same
I speak my voice out
So you could hear my fucking name
L to the Y into N then fuckin' I-C-A-L, bitch
Loaded calibers into the mag then I deliver hell to a snitch
Mind's a storm always
Ain't nothing to be right as rain
Clouded judgement due to the rarity of the fuckin day
So you could put your misinterpretation
To a place where
The sun won't shine
What I mean is stick it up your anus
Last but not the least, I'm not putting a bad picture
I'm just puttin' up a face, but you see it as a middle finger
I'm not impressed by your over reaction
It's just too corny to look at, in fact, you dumbass hatin' faggots
Like every time, I make a statement so simple and normal
Lovelier feedback is not what I'm getting and it gets a little colder
Like a chip off the shoulder
You remind me of someone older
Bitch you ain't somebody we should really lord over
So get it over
What do really see when you gaze upon these eyeballs?
Coz I really feel like you get ticked by my live soul
I get the point that it's weird and dull but I ain't a psycho
Only you softies see it differently so there I call it
This ain't Edison speakin'
Don't tell me to lighten the fuck up
It's my common mood, okay?
Don't wait for me to make ruckus
I'm neither a hard fighter nor a sweet lover
So put your expectations in the right place
And shut the fuck up