Scapegoat

And some say it's music like this inspires violence

Violence

It's gonna make you kill

Prozak

There's something wrong with the guy

Explicit lyrics talking about suicide, violence, mass murders

It's been a decade now I've mastered my craft

Stay quick and sharp as a tack stick like the axe in your back

Perhaps I'm strapped with a gat but best to step the fuck back

Three hundred pounds of the tats

Prepared to step the face flat

I'm the reason heathens quit breathing by bleeding from lesions

Leading these demons through killing seasons and leave them grieving

No need in proceeding your begging and pleading

Only appeasing my thirst for blood, I'll stop when Hell is freezing

The Hitchcock of hip hop, the darkest shit on the block

These haters hate it cause their bitches I jock

I got it on lock, dropped like these empty shells from a Glock

I'm quick to blow up your spot and watch your corpse as it rots

Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!)

And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!)

Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!)

And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

They try to blame me for school shootings

Disputing freedom of speech, they're saying their minds we are polluting

But what happened to people being responsible for things they did?

Red Lake that reservation yo fuck that kid

This shit ain't suitable for weak minds

Explicit lyrics and deep rhymes, just relax and it will be fine

No need to shoot up your school, no need to act a fool

No need to drown the neighbour bitch inside your swimming pool

No need to slit your wrists to be noticed

But if you must remain focused, slit horizontal and then quote this

I am a bitch, I am so weak, I can not take this life

It ain't my fault I killed myself, in fact I blame this knife

Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!)

And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!)

Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!)

And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

Sometimes I can't stand it, anti-the-whole-planet

I wish that I could vanish, I know I take for granted

But can you blame me for feeling I'm going crazy

In this world where it is legal to kill a baby inside a lady?

And even worse now this gay shit is a trend

Emo faggots wearing girl pants huh where does it end?

But you're telling me to keep an open mind, shit my mind is open

I think your jaw might fall from the dicks that you've been smoking

And can anybody tell me what the fuck a metrosexual is?

And what religion's got these preachers out here touching kids?

Never mind I don't think that it was meant for me to know this

I'm going straight to Hell as if you didn't notice

Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!)

And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!)

Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!)

And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!)

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit

I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit