Here We Go
(专辑： Trail Of Destruction: A Chronicle Of Epic Disses - 2013)
[Verse 1] Yo! Can you imagine the
pain I've been through for years living underground The
dirt turning my coloured gowns thick grungy brown Coming hard at you imitators, don't be fooled homie Taking the
name, staking the
claim, the
one and only It's the
real Jokerr, with a
big-ass chip on my shoulder Pushing a
boulder over a
cliff, squishing an ogre Sitting alone, chipping in stone, tablets of Moses Carving new commandments out for my own savage indulgence I've been holding a
grudge, itching to exact my vengeance Bad Intentions, enacted by the
blackened henchmen And the
hands of the
diabolical masked magician With the
two pronged hat dangling back in the
wind whipping Thunderbolt crashes and bright flashes With spiraling cumulus clouds in the
sky capping Welcome to my labyrinth, vampire bats and white chasms Now try laughing bastards! [Hook] Here we go, Here we go, Here we go Everybody better know, better know, better know Hey, if you wanna play with the J
to the O
You probably figured that I
would have been gone, but now I'm coming back ohhh Here we go, Here we go, and it isn't Welcome To The
Show I
take it to a
whole new level And you know it so be careful when you open up your mouth and try disrespecting me [Verse 2] I'm sticking the
snobbiest clergy to the
humblest late commoners Take it back when I'm old like government wage garnishments I'm jacking alien race, getting a
high speed chase through space Hop in the
black hole and shake Romulans I'm universal like joints on drive shafts I
drain my bladder on any rapper on the
ladder I
climb past You deniers lit a
fire under the
lion's ass Fuck being stuck in the
bucket with you benign crabs I
look at life with a
cynical slant Society slighted me I
try to bring myself to forgive 'em, but can't I
was already wound tight, they keep twisting the
clamp I
bottle it up, blow my top, get belligerent and rant Cussing out anybody, even if they ain't involved Kicking walls, flailing on the
ground like spoiled kids in malls And I
ain't socially sensitive at all I
put on stilts and flip midgets off bitches! [Hook] [Verse 3] Usually when it comes to my rhymes and cussing ,
I'm frugal But I'm the
only rapper dope enough to criticize my shit, so fuck your approval And fuck a
suburbanite swag rapper of any race I'll slap him in his face 'til it fucking disintegrates Fuck a
horrorcore rapper trynna collab My prices ain't high cause I'm that good, they're cause you're that bad So bitch to your faggot fans on Facebook about it That was the
last chance that your shit talking ass had I
promise you don't want it, I'll call you out and stand there Daring you to spit publicly, admist the
fanfare Fuck bullets, you'll be sweating nuclear bombs at home over a
blank pad, shaking with a
bland stare Think hard as you can yeah, and while you're at it, I'mma stop fucking with you and go diss an artist who's fans care Just be damn 'ware what you saying when you playing in the
sandman's lair, heh yeah! [Hook] [Outro Spoken] All I'm saying, is come correct you know? I've worked too hard and too long at this to be taking that kinda shit from a
punk like you Hell no the
respect ain't mutual I'm on some grown man shit, you're on some "go cry to your fans" shit And in case you didn't get the
memo, the
underground is officially under new management So that means, unless I
need something from you, sit down and shut the
fuck up! Ain't you got some weekly freebie to record or some shit? Maybe a
$25 collab with some other whack-ass artist Expanding your legacy and shit, fucking Prone Records Everybody on your whole roster sounds like a
gasping asshole Get out of here, you ain't a
spitter Why don't you go play with your little horrorcore buddies Go build a
fort You better check the
repertoire before you come knocking at my shit
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