Some f** - Obituary lyrics

Started out at the bottom. I was dropping my first few Verses in '08. Should I have pressed the undo And decided to wait and try a couple more run-throughs? Well now it's too late. So what has it all come to? Well, listen, I'll tell you, it must have been fate I pulled a figure eight, my plan's come to fruition Didn't anticipate all the things that I would do But my mission of late has been to come out of the blue Fade into the black, cause you can't even face me You can try to cut me out, but you'll never erase me You can try to run away, but you can't handle the pace I'll even be in your dreams, so you had better embrace me My lines were once embarra**ing, no punches or flow Now they hit like Muhammad, yo, look out below Before I barrel you over my Niagara plateau Keep your head up or drown, and watch out, here we go You asking how did this happen- wait a minute, hold the phone- You weren't born into rapping or the heir to the throne Mephistopheles dropped and was met with a groan But now I'm hipper than a couple of innominate bones I made a deal with the devil and we danced do-se-do I'm on a whole 'nother level with my alter ego Stopped the self-deprecation I relied on before To replace the self effacing with some braggadocio I dropped out of school cause I ain't got sh** left to learn Couldn't focus on cla**, so what's the point of returning Concerta prescriptions and shrink-scribbled ritalin Concerned that I'll still need a needle of adrenaline Adderall up and you still can't hold my attention It's my turn in the rap game, and you f**s ain't worth a mention So here's my final argument: to f** with me is absurd Now bring out the dancing lobsters, this court is adjourned