Jarren Benton - Razor Blades & Steak Knives lyrics
rate me(feat. Hemi)
Oh my God! Not again!
Yeah, raise your blades and stake nights
I've been tweaking off for this myth, been off for late nights
My producer is Asian, so he ain't white
So practice Kung-Fu and meditate in the day light.
Your bitch, you're probably picking for day white
So crack the fucking jaw with a spinning kicking the H pipe.
Serve negative, give a fuck with day light
Y'all a bunch of wussies a bushy puss of a craze guy.
I'm nervous, drink this stuff and the stage fright
The burn in my dick, when my pants feel like a snake bite.
My wife says she's sick of my behavior
You fagots stop comparing me to Tylor the Creator.
I've been on this shit before you was aloud in the theater
I've been already moving and your dad was wearing gaiters
And your mom was just a whore before your sister wear make-up
You was just a little bitch before you... into a hater.
Geeze, gemming yourself provocative
Do you have anything to say that's sort of positive?
Yeah, suck a dick, suck a dick, suck a dick and buy your away
Suck a dick, you don't like it, eat shit and...
And jump off a roof and land in a pool of syphilis!
Uh, it's like my heart stop carrying
Ever since.. and everybody hates camera!
Hook:
You probably think I'm crazy
And that may be a little bit true.
So you can say I'm crazy
But maybe I'm just different from you!
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
Yeah, needles doped in opium,
So get a fuck, if I talk about drugs, get over it!
Male chauvinist, hit a girl with a bowl of grits
And shove her fucking face in a bowl of shit! So inappropriate!
I'm the creepy custodian,
I stick a mop in your ass without no petroleum Jelly and it's right back to sweeping linoleum
Napoleon, I go off a Pedro at the podium.
I sip vodka, rip propellers off of the helicopters,
Heavy hand'll slap your girlfriend's tits off her
I'm awkward as... kick-boxers
I'll kill you and drop your body in Nicaragua.
I'll punch a hole in the asphalt
Go eat a fucking dick like a faggot on bath salts.
You mad soft, if I'm a prick then it's my dad's fault
I throw a dead cat on your porch then dash off.
I'm weird, I'll murder your rap career (blah)
And superglue my pubes to my face to make a beard, yeah!
Give me a couple beers and a power tool from...
I'll give your ass a nice shape-up without cheers.
Now if you think you're fucking with me, then go think again!
I'm ill enough to break in your house and murder your pen.
One sick bastard, mushrooms and acid
Kill em then I go and have they momma pick the casket.
Hook:
You probably think I'm crazy
And that may be a little bit true.
So you can say I'm crazy
But maybe I'm just different from you!
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
La la la crazy
