1] Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a An asshole, that role I I succeed in fulfilling But don't think I ever stopped to think I was speaking to children Everything was happening so fast, it was like I blinked, sold three Then it all blank, all I remember Is feeling cause I was getting sick of this feeling Like I am always under man I could have stacked my list to the ceiling Women him, but really, thinking If anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like I would kill him Guess I'm a bit of a hypocrite When I'm shit, but since when did this many People ever a shit what I had to say just my opinion If it how I'm living Put a dick in rear end, That's why every time you a lyric, I thank you for it For drawing attention toward it Cause it gave me an enormous I'm you thought I was that important But you can't ignore the fact that I for the respect And battle for it, mad awards, (?) Attaboy, told me to slow down, and I just zone out Good luck trying to a blonde That's like telling Gwen that she sold out I was tryna leave, no doubt In anyone's one day I'd go down In history they know now everybody knows
[Hook: Grey] Everybody knows that you're an asshole Everywhere you go, people wanna go "Oh, everyone knows" Everybody knows, so don't to be nice There's no place you can hide, you are an asshole, everyone knows
2] Thanks for the support, asshole *scratch* thanks for the support, acting salty I was counting on you to count me out ask Roth When he round-a-bout dissed me to me out I was history But goddamn, honkey, that compliment's like backhanding a way to get your ass socked in the mouth off it But what the fuck is all this thrash talking The fight was fixed, I'm and you can't stop me You me down, I went down from the counter I but the fans caught me, and now You're gonna have to the fuckin pants off me To take my belt, to Pacquiao Momma said there ain't nothing else to talk Gotta go in that ring and knock out Or you better not out It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach he's quoting Shakespeare So what if the are revolting Even Helen Keller life stinks You think a joke til you're bullet riddled But you should give little shit what I This whole world is a Gotta have a goddamn vest on chest, and a Glock Just to go Batman Who needs to test the testicles, not man Half of you don't got the and intestinal blockage Rest of you got lap bands to this model Before they put bath salts in all those water bottles in So get lost, My soul's escaping through this asshole is gaping A black hole that I'm swallowing this track a pack torn of paper But I'm not no crap, ho I go down the back pole And I'm back into that old maniac in fact there it go Trying to dip out the door retreating cause everybody knows
3] Holy mackeral, I'm the biggest jerk on the earth I the girl off the mechanical bull, then attract the bull Thinkin we have magnetic pull Then scream I.C.P in this bitch, how do fuckin work? you're attractive, but we ain't attractable Hate to be dramatical, bout I'm not I'm making up words you can understandable, tragical Thinkin some magical shit's gonna happen? That ain't You crackin a joke, it's laughable, cause me and love's like a bad I them feelings locked in a vault So it's safe to say I'm My heart is truly guarded, full armor Bitch you just a helmet cuz if you think you're special, you're retarded. Thinkin you're one of a kind, like you got some platinum vagina, you're a train wreck, I got a one track mind Shorty you're fine but you sort of remind me of a Cause you been a digger since you was a minor Been tryina, me down like a dog, cause you're on my ass But you can't get a scent because all of my spare is spent my nose in this binder, so don't bother tryin Only women I love are my daughters And sometimes I and it sounds like I forget I'm a father, and I push it farther So father forgive me if I to draw the line apparent I shouldn't of been a parent I'll never grow up So to hell with your parents, and motherfucking father It ain't never gonna stop. A pessimist who transforms to an Optimus in his prime, so even if I'm half dead, I'm alive Throw all my half empty glass in a cup, so now my cup is runneth And I'm about to set it on you like a motherfucking I'm goin back to got me here, yeah cocky, and can't knock me, and rude off? so fear not my dear, and dry up your teardrops I'm here White America's mirror, so I feel and weird, you stare at me and see yourself, because you're one too. You shouldn't be as shocked, because everybody knows."