D. Lynch, Cage - Fuck With Me lyrics

I take a step back dressed in all black
I'm this and I'm that
Come with pistols and bats take another puff
Come lift me off to space
This the kind of shit to leave you numb
In the face man im sick of this place
Y'all got paper to chase
They rolling up the block
Y'all better duck and brace
Theres a beast in the streets
Get the fuck out the way time to be a man
Ain't no one saving you today
But thats the game that they play
Bitch i ain't beggin to stay
Pay me today or you ain't
Never see rayz pop another bottle
Pour another shot mix it with some pot
Or you're all getting shot
The fire never burns out if i taste defeat
Bitch I'm the reason the sun never sleeps
Thought you figured me out
Faggot you read me wrong stick to the greed
You based your whole fuckin album on

Me? I got a mother fuckin
Death wish shoot myself
In the head with the gun
2Pac was killed with i serve your ass up
Something like a chef bitch you eating
Your own mother fucking words for breakfast
Y'all think I'm stupid (nah)
I'm just playing a long
I ain't never spitting to your wack ass song
Yo dude bro please don't get me wrong
Imma lay this verse
Write after i pack this bong
I bet you sing another tune
When i smack your moms
Been sitting for months
It don't take that long
I guess I'm out of touch
Cause if y'all so straight laced
Then i can have an orgasm
Keeping a straight face
Kill me to shut me up
I won't never be through who the fuck is you
Playing dude? You don't think i got
People who love me too? Im d lynch bitch
Who da fuck are you?!

Broken up a fetus jumped in glass
I was stuck in the mattress
Like a bunch of cash
What you seem to know last I would know first
The gift is knowing this shit is a curse
The worst of the regime feeding your children
To the machine through the screen
If you're lucky you made it out as a teen
Every million only one will attempt
To kill the queen
99% will gather pollen for the team
That's like sipping champagne from
A fucking canteen
I tried not to lose it but this
New world i ordered is so lucid
Like Christ came back cause I got new music
To say you either hate or love it
I got a face you want to shoot
Or do a portrait of it
You lay it all out on the table
At the morgue so fuck it
Still burning flowers not an ounce of guilt
Shall be the whole of law
To do what thou wilt