Forever M.C., Hi-Rez, Watsky - The Game lyrics

I'm feelin' pretty good right now
(feelin' pretty fuckin' great right now)
Forever MC, Watsky
Let's fuck this beat up, okay

I'm Steven Seagal
Let’s brawl there ain't no better dude
I will harass a bastard
With the awful attitude
I'll grab your head and shoulders
If you're super rude
And twist the two in opposite
Directions like a Rubik's cube
I start hearts like an EMT
Unless you make me wanna'
Barf like you're TMZ
Then I'll leave you dead on a
Bed of lettuce like BLTs
And I creep away, TLC, I play keep away
With my DNA
When these needy beesies grab my 'D' today
I keep the beat like Jack
DeJohnette, seize the day
It's a piece of cake when I freak this bitch
Diga me what you need to say
And then leave today s'il vous plaît
And yeah, I'm pretty far from tipsy
But, I still bring the heat
Like a jar of Kimchi
Ay, you want beef? Don't you
Ever tempt me, good grief
It's Watsky and Forever MC

I'm the product of my bastard father
You can't offend me, i'm the last to bother
I'll snatch your daughter then
I'll gas the throttle
I'll prolly pass up on the blunt
But I won't pass the bottle
You won't find me around the snakes
Like the cast of Anaconda
I want it badder than my next breath
A lot of weight on my chest
Just like I bench press
Hustle to keep the lights on
Been working for that rent check
I am not worried about these
Rappers famous for 10 secs
Rap game Marty McFly
You gon' hear me around the corner
In the car that I drive
The rap game'll leave the chewed up
And buried alive
Like March 9th '97, I been ready to die
I'm a walking contradiction, I make my
Decisions, your whole life is fiction
Rapping my religion
It's Forever, Watsky and Rez, we
Living on the edge
Everyday plot on the bread it's Rez