[Verse 1: I Really Hate Mondays]
Nose bleed, nose bleed
Oh do they know me
They know that I love to blow on the blow
Can't smoke those joints
Can't f** with that kush
Need something that gets me up and makes me wanna push
The hardest gangster in the room
It may be my doom
But these d** got me feeling like the end is coming soon
You heard wrong about me
Well you just heard right
Sniffing lines to my lines are blurred right
Just type your blog for I act off rage
Break your face in places to the point you're amazed
[Verse 2: Khirey Akeem]
Bizzy stepping on the mic
I'll pa** on the crack
I don't need no pipe
Nor need that
Alright settle down
This beat gets beat by the elite
So whack rappers please retreat
I pop pills for thrills
Go on with the show
I'm trying to go on but can't go on no mo'
Digga is the Sensei
And I'm the shogun
And if you n***as try to play
I might show guns
Tough titty b**hes
I'm in it for the riches
I use to shed tears
No my tears are terrific
Done