Sketchy Life

Ahh what you just dropped that shit on my fucken toe
He did it again
Not this time man

It's tha sketchy sketch hyfe
I got my sketchy sketch knife
Sketchy sketchy sketchy sketchy sketchy sketch life

Some people think, anger is the reason that I'm violent
Some people need to know when to keep they fucken mouths silent
Catch me on a good day, ill fucken stab you cuz I'm happy
Sipping on a faygo and chewing on a Laffy taffy
I wouldn't put it past me, least but not lastly
Better watch out mothafucker because I am coming up in fastly
Mind your fucken business, don't stop and fucking harass me
Unless you see me smoking out and it's smelling hella hashy

Maybe you forgot, bitch Im a fucken juggalo
Reping the hatchet, no matter where the fuck i go
Er-body be trippen on me when I be pullen out the hatchet
Thinking that I'm crazy when they be the ones that's bat shit
Let me see your chain, bitch I'm a have to snatch it,
Run and jump in to your car, then drive off and fucking crash it
Give me your blunt, come on man just fucking pass it
But when you go to hand it to me, I grab your hand and slash it

Watch out dog here comes the sketchmatic
Fanatic, acting all crazy and sporadic
I got choppy breathing and my flow styles asthmatic
My beats are synthetic blasten away up through the static
My frequency, full to semi automatic
Yeah bitch i might have a couple of body's attic
But if life is tightrope then I must be very acrobatic
That or I'm a virus, reaking havoc lymphatic
Sstick sick thoughts seem so so sweet
With all these dead bodys i'll have lots of food to eat
(Oh boy)
Better charge my battery cause it shits about to deplete
Blasted myself with the bass gotta jump back on my feet
But i'll never admit defeat but it's ok, here, have a seat,
Would you like your toast white or fucking wheat
(I don't know)
Guess it don't really matter
Bitch your blood is about splatter
Need an ingredient for my badder
Tea and cookies with the mad hatter



Credits
Writer(s): Rusty Savage
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