Wildcard - Stuck With Me lyrics
[Verse 1: Wildcard] Yeahh My whole life I've been catching all these expressions of these people Trying to check me and test me it's mostly cuz of complexion Other times It's just because they detested the fact that I'm better and bested finesses These words as weapons I'll hex em' It's like the only thing I've got to channel my pain So how the f** am I supposed to let you stand in my way? I used to numb it with speed reefer and alcohol And walk around psychotic just like the tweaker from alpha-dog I'm tired of being your black sheep and your whipping boy Fugitive unless I use this music don't you get the point? I used to keep a crowbar inside my dickie shorts Pull it out and leave your face rearranged like Mickey Ward Johnny Handsome that's one of my favorite actors But I play it backwards when I spray these rappers in this wicked sport They run they mouths like they gon' get me But I don't see it happening like germaphobe's trying to tongue kiss a who*e So welcome home to my pain It's overdosing with flames The type of demons drove a soldier insane For example I see dead people Especially when I think of my girl with some other dude spread eagle It makes me wanna go borrow my borrow my boys dez. eagle And just squeeze the f**ing trigger till I leave his head see-through But look Bottom line is I got problems The only thing that ever solves it is when I hear this music drop [Hook] So now you wanna be somebody then why you wanna f** with me? (why you wanna f** with me?) Cuz I stand up for the dream I got and these people put they trust in me (these people put they trust in me) And no you're never gettin' me to stop all this freedom means to much to me (this freedom means to much to me) I got the gift to change the whole damn world so all you f**ers stuck with me (all you f**ers stuck with me) (with me) [Verse 2: Wildcard] Yeahh Get off my back with all this criticism and quit your b**hin' This sh** is insignificant, bicker, wither and with this wit I'm twistin' Explicit lyrics listed on stickers is fittin' the description of this twisted wisdom Mixed in with hypnotism Battled addiction I've seen demons on the street I'll be damned if you think you gon' come take anything from me Line em' up and shake em' to dust like etch-a-sketches Find a girl and stuff something in her mouth like epileptics Second guess this Injected with deadly weapons Imma gag her till her makeup is smearin' like evanescence Ever present devils and peasants they try to step I feel cruel when I punk em' like I'm bullying special ed. kids You don't stand a chance Get off my dick man Just because your b**h says it's so big it needs a kickstand Don't mean you climb on it and try to disband Fire back with spells and turn your floor into quicksand Come send a hit-man My tricks will make his clip jam And leave your head split more times than Poet plead the fifth man And they weren't there for that They ain't pain' my bills And they weren't there when I was tearin' off my psych ward wristband I deserve my seat My angels met they match I've got too much baggage Like a plane destined to crash And wildcard just never would crack Cuz other than eatin' p**y this music sh**'s the only thing i'm good at f** with me [Hook] So now you wanna be somebody then why you wanna f** with me? (why you wanna f** with me?) Cuz I stand up for the dream I got and these people put they trust in me (these people put they trust in me) And no you're never gettin' me to stop all this freedom means to much to me (this freedom means to much to me) I got the gift to change the whole damn world so all you f**ers stuck with me (all you f**ers stuck with me) (with me) [Verse 3: Simple] My minds a weapon Mouth to revolver I'm licking 6 off And nowadays my times running out so I guess I'm ticked off I ain't got no rifle or the scope But all these big dogs are really just some fleas on my nuts and they gettin' picked off Lookin' in the mirror my eyes are startin' to glaze again Pray to god I don't start to puke Losing my weight again Every man's an island you b**hes are gettin' kicked off Got to talk to grandpa less times than I've been ripped off Common in my window and stealing my f**in' breakfast f*ggots are moving reckless and scrabbling on my checklist Power to the peaceful d**h to the disrespectful I used to fall asleep in a chair with a Smith and Wesson Even if these punks were sneezin' I used to bless em' So when that Satan left them So now they sleepin' with Hesson Put it down on paper I'm making sure that you get it I will never forget till you mother f**ers regret it You f**ed with me