Haywirish

Always had this dream when I was little
Working on my cavities with a pack of Skittles
My backpack was full, I was skipping school
I guess even back then I had some different rules
Individual with the vision that’s screwed up
Everything I had, it was bad I needed new luck
I would scheme a scheme trying to get a few bucks
That was back then, this how I grew up…
Yo, yo
Pain, it came insane and changed the blood through my veins
The rhythm is bangin' and given this shit I be takin' rejection insane
When I be thinkin' of talkin' about ex’s these people think I’m emo
I ain’t' sad cause miss her, sad because I miss her deepthroat
C4 with these flows and please know that I’m below
Sub zero when I freeze foes with this Deep Blue Sea flow
Keep those enemies closer than mi amigos
I’m an Irish white boy with Spanish blood, call me miglo
Balls are more hardcore like escorted from court to conquering
Like words of the court and they morphin' into Clockwork Orange again
My origin from California then, lived in Washington
I’m still stuck between them dawg; I feel like fuckin' Oregon
More than winning a war until I torture them and court them in
Through mortuary doors and leave them torched in crematoriums
I want to use my music for good, and heal these orphans
But I also want more orgies with women than horny Mormon men
Get divorced from them after I’m bored with them
Then I hit another four I grip them like a horse
I’m kidding, kinda, sorta, then
You’re not ready for this kid like teens having abortions
Cause I drop you dirty fucks like a whore gettin' born again
Spit out scorpions, I rhyme, a supernatural force begins
It’s like Big L took out the Ouija board and could record again
Fix your face — Friday the 13th
And I left so many dead kids up in your women’s mouth I call it Crystal Lake
I’m Haywirish
It’s like I’m Haywirish
Look I gotta bottle and a problem model
These cats wanna fist fight but I’m homicidal
City of Champions
Champagne Dreams and vigilantes
Brand name jeans, scanty clad bitches and panties
I stash this burner in the pantry
I cock the semi-automatic weapon longer than gambi
You try to tell me that I can’t but I can be
I push forward in this business for my family
My hustle is what Rustle is to Hip-Hop
I must admit to customers I crush this shit and spit rocks
Hustler with just enough insanity to drip off
Bust a nut inside a slut and then I bite my dick off
I must admit I gotta tell the fuckin' trick to step off
Just another bitch upon my bucket list to check off
Lust for this illegal substances it’s like I’m Haywirish
What are the odds I could fuck a bitch with the AIDS virus?
Without a condom on, while she’s menstruatin'
And walk away clean whistling like a mental patient
Hail Mary, Jesus Christ, I think I’m sent from Satan
I’ve been studyin' this bloody Bible with the pencil tracin'
The tense sensation of a tumor and a cancer patient
That’s when you figure out
This is your chance to make it
I’m Haywirish
It’s like I’m Haywirish
Look I gotta bottle and a problem model
These cats wanna fist fight but I’m homicidal
Yeah, yo, yo
I’m from the backs wolf fam, I’m stayin' positive
My throat is fucked from doing shows I need some lozenges
My mind is totally fucked, that’s probably obvious
Still I transform from a little goblin into Optimus
I’m a fire breathin' iron heathen
So swallow my semen
Shit is hot, I’m a fire demon
I’m a Demigod, Master of the Universe
A lunatic, this little fucking bastard never ruin a verse
I don’t give a fuck if you don’t think that I’m the greatest
I babble like a hyperactive retard when I’m not sedated
I take a picture with a fan looks like I’m constipated
But I don’t have to take a shit, I’m fucking concentrating
I keep the image in my head that little monster made it
Rap until my tonsils are inflated at my concert faded
But I ain’t doing fucking drugs dog that shit’s over
I spit venom, sweat bullets and I shit cobras
Little monster got a very healthy appetite
I’m poor now, hope I’m wealthy in the afterlife
I don’t fuck around with lames and I dodge demons
So I ain’t up alone depressed in my garage screamin'
Last night a black girl said I got a large penis
Added I’m a harsh genius, balls as big as Mars and Venus
My style’s meticulous, ridiculous rage
I’ll rip your fucking face off like Nicolas Cage