Tryna go off the dome but I can't seem to get in my zone cuz I got blue balls so bad I just wanna beat my dick like a xylophone.
Bitch is filen for a restraining order until I can get my brain In  order and figure out why I felt the need to run across the field naked in the third quarter.
I've been tryna keep my lines shorter cuz if I don't ill cross the boarder more than Speedy Gonzales the world most notorious foreigner slash coke snorter. 
Spitting fire just call me scorcher even though I get bitched wetter than Chinese water torture.
Shits locked up in my mind like some kinda mental hoarder. I'm a wordsmith a forget. My lines are more suspense than horror. Get in my head you don't even wanna take a tour. 


4x i got 99 problems and bitches are all of them 


I fall, I rise, like a fucking Phoenix
I fall, I rise, like my fucking penis
aint seen obscene shit, I'm a fiend 
 don't know what I mean, sit
raise your had, wait till I call on you
you can't comprehend at all, can you?
Let me not go off track and shit
smack a track and attacking it
every line could be the last time
I'm opening my mouth, 
so I won't mutter under my breath
and start sniffing it, acting like a hypocrite
pretending I don't give a shit, no joking
people think I'm acting stupid like I'm
walking with my mouth open
like it got stuck smoking
soaking in my sorrow,
Don't try to push your weight
I got the hardest ass, cut you
with a shard of glass, stabbing
I'd try to tell the cops what happened
and die laughing
I'd cut for myself maybe, my baby
and anyone who pay me to
So I recommend you stay as quiet
as the girl that came with you
My minds on steroids like the cast of Jersey shore.
I'm like a solicitor takin sick rhymes door to door. 

4x i got 99 problems and bitches are all of them 

You see me, raw cut
Leavin bitches awe struck
Been a boss since before king tut
Gotta beef? I'll beast so awful
These words are mouthfuls 
My names in every household
Y'all rappers are decaying like a failed attempt to fossil
I'm colossal
Kinda hostile
At these bitches who be lost souls
Hey so malicious
So I'm suspicious of these superstitious stitches inside of this game envisions
Take a listen
I'm in the top ten
Lyrics to make you drop pens
I'm just the lost trend
I'm taking over shit easily
Weaving within the ghetto
Shit I'm tired of eating beats then leaving
 Here's the mic try to ignore the crowd as they snore.﻿

4x i got 99 problems and bitches are all of them

4x and bitches are all of them

99 Problems

No Fouls Ft Rob Valentine

i got these thoughts pumping through my mind i can't seem to rewind time
and i'm stuck here i can't seem to find a way out of this reality i'm living in  

Everything is going crazy,this amazes me,cause I'm in my life with these stupid bafoons,trapped in the goons,but I'm not insane like loony tunes,my thoughts are appealing,things that I'm dealing,with all of my feeling,it's getting pulled like a caught fish I'm reeling,I wish this madness would end,go with a trend,hopefully I won't bend,going out to send,people think I'm awkward,oh what you have not heard,taking crap from a bird,damn it's a huge turd,tired of this other stuff that already occurred,guessing that this is what I deserved,I've pursued,but have nothing else to include,see I'm nice,people just don't see it unless they've paid the price,if my mind is precise,but I guess haters are stuck to my hair like lice,I might blow like dynamite,with all my might,because all of this stress,I progress,everything is a mess,
I go through changes,that rearranges,I'm stuck like a stump,can't get out this dump,

i got these thoughts pumping through my mind i can't seem to rewind time
and i'm stuck here i can't seem to find a way out of this reality i'm living in  

You have to know about these edges,the way it alleges,I may not be as smart,but at least I'm doing my part,pain in my stomach,brain and heart,being pushed out like a cart,can't even envision,about this one decision,and no way to stop any other collision,now trying to clear my mind,except for the important stuff to find,but other than that I'll wine,and dine,it's alright I'm fine i'm fine

i can't seem to rewind 
i can't seem to make up my mind
so much do so little time
can't pay my bills don't have one dime


i got these thoughts pumping through my mind i can't seem to rewind time
and i'm stuck here i can't seem to find a way out of this reality i'm living in  

Mitchell Winstead

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