Hellbound

Welcome back to the stage of history (Yo, Slim Shady!) Yo, I'll fuckin', I'll, I'll puke, eat it, and freak you Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to, The only key that I see to defeat you Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you And force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fucking G, I'm a cannibal I ain't tryin' to shoot you, I'm tryin' to chop you into pieces and eat you Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass And have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin' mattress Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers Fuck the planet 'til it spins on a broken axis I'm so bananas I'm showing up to your open casket To fill it full of explosive gasses and close it back With a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches Blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you, and smoke the ashes I see the light at the end But every time I take a step it gets dim Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? If so, Heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down I see the light at the end But every time I take a step it gets dim Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? If so, Heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down Am I the worst because I never go to church? I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink till my liver rot, see the doc leave the E.R Then hit a bar for a liquor shot; fuck the liver spot! One day we all gon' die But when I die, I'ma be so high That I'ma get up and walk, leaving the concrete bare With the chalk outline still there I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain, but it's just to rock Now if I pray every night Do I still have to hold my tre very tight? You feel me, God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearing a North Face Nickle 9 at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me, but I don't reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at? I see the light at the end But every time I take a step it gets dim Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? If so, Heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down Maxi was seriously wounded But the soul still burns Final battle, fight! Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch, and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill, like using the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare 'Cause you fucking with some niggas like this who just don't care I see the light at the end But every time I take a step it gets dim Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? If so, Heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down Time's up! You lose! Gotham!