ナウ・ユー・シー・マイ・ライフ(フューチャリング:スキー・ロー)

There once was a kid named Deuce
Who got sick and tired of bein' picked on
So he got himself a nice .22
Click-boom, now he's on the fuckin' news

Now, who's the king of these rap acts, American badass?
They say he's a class act, no wonder he's jabbed at
That's why they put me up in lights and I rap back
And half these critics wanna mimic my crack ass
He ain't no cynic but he knows where your dad's at

They ain't gon' finish 'til they send you to Baghdad
And minute by minute, they gon' pull you right in it
You gon' end up at clinics because they put you on Xinix
But don't you worry, I'm back, yeah, Deuce is back with a black hat
Cape and a black cat, baby, I'm the new Batman
You know only Sarah can grab that
I don't need no groupies trying to grab at my pants, hopin' I'ma go back and tax that
I ain't endin' up in no place with no bad rash
How come I get laughed at by media trash bags?
Just because I'm white and I sing like I'm half-black?

Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that's silly
But you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad

Soon as my voice touches or even gets close to a track, it's
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat, I'm droppin' bombs on they asses
Burn you up in the ashes, yeah, I'm back to my old tactics
Rappin' to slay faggots and rappers who ain't have
What it takes, so I straight jack 'em, slap 'em, I ain't laughin'
This is where it gets tragic, homie, you ain't matchin'
Me or my rhymes, half-black, half-white rapper tryna downgrade my skills
Tellin' everyone I'm whack, shit, what about your habit?
Slangin' dope on the streets from your one-bedroom apartment
"Hey look, it's me Cartman, I'm retarded"
Don't get me started how these old farts tryna pick apart my religion
Of course I'm gifted, ain't no God, but I'm lifted

Listen, I'm the Wiz Kid who grew up a little different
Welcome to my life, bitch, it's my last mission

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty

You want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that's silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad

I was born to rip shit, born with too much wit
That's why they call me the Wiz Kid 'cause I drop hits
Mimic me? I'm too sick; you can't hang, I'm too quick
What's my name? Deuce, bitch, it's the new shit
Leavin' egos bruised in, yeah, you're trapped, you're stupid
Trying to step in my shoes, but it's foolish
I'm cuckoo, homie, I got screws loose
Fuck too, you can kiss my ass too, bitch
You and your Doctor Phil affiliates

You're worth two cents of my time and a few bars, so move, bitch
As long as I'm doing music
I'ma be a nuisance, it's a new movement

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that's silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that's silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad