Oh No - The Scrapyards lyrics

[Intro] f**ing stupid We live in this motherf**er What you thought it was? Ahh [Verse 1: Oh No] [?] run in the stadium Somebody's about to get k**ed, call Russel Crow up [?] to hold up and I'ma fill in Cause everything I do, I'm ill and don't even show 'em I'm sick I put 'em all in a coma, f** it they sleeping They unconscious but they hear me speaking It's all over, look it's all over See all I wanna do is get 'em higher than a vulture Then throw 'em off of a coaster Smirks, I bet you yelling, bet you pissed off I put you in the puzzle that I solve like jigsaw Sitting in the meat locker, this sh**'s raw Throwing hooks at the cow's ribs til my fist's sore A butcher like Dexter, let me bag 'em up Roll 'em off the boat, let the sharks come grab you up b**h slap you, I let my b**h come slap you up Til I get that money that made Dave Chappelle wrap it up Wrap it up [Interlude: Alchemist] Yeah check it, I got it [Verse 2: Alchemist] Okay let's take it back to the basic f** all this off beat rapping and fashion I'm back zone and your back bone get snapped in a fraction With my feet up in the throne relaxing Latoya Jackson, the black sheep can get the people on you clapping Read your story below the caption This sh** made me sick to my stomach I throw the napkin over Versace plate [?] and p**y to copulate Dirty utensil, no protective glove when I operate Pockets swole like bumblebee stings I strung out the fiends, throw on my Dungaree jeans Run the machines Tunnel rats, sewer gutter marines Covered in wet suits and rubber boots Flavored in biscuit, bu*ter, and beans Spread the ketchup and mustard across the bun Let a couple fly from out of the musket and toss the gun You a bu*terfly Frail, flapping your wings, i'm shutterfly You stirring in a pot, like jambal-i Push GS Lexus with the [?]