Playdough - Sapient

I woke up today like «fuck the world»

Nah, I’m too late;

the world is fucked

These little rappers think their words are tough

I ain’t concerned with what you’re saying, I’ll burn you up

Since '83 I’ve been serving chumps

It’s curtains once you’re submerged in dirt and mud

Little advice about your bird:

If she listens to Murs and Slug, well, your girl’s a slut

My group makes songs you can die to

You imitate us or you constantly try to

I’m r-r-rocking the jaws of my rivals

Little rapper, don’t play yourself

Throw away your CD, don’t play yourself

If I had it my way, you’d go straight to Hell

In flames

(Hey now)

You’re not an all-star

You got no game, don’t play, go away

I’ve got no good advice to give, well…

Go sit in a tub and slice your wrists (Slice)

There ain’t no room for you

You do the same thing that newbies do

Developing crush, because I’m rapper

But I’m crushing y’all rappers

Young bucks with fuzz on your antlers

I ain’t trying to offer a new way

You better be watching what you say

It’s too late to stop it: it’s doomsday

My crew stay on top like a toupee

Here to take you out of your body

How could you stop me?

Suffocate you with Sand

I ain’t talking about the Mojave

Now dig your way out the underground like a zombie

Little rapper, don’t play yourself

Throw away your CD, don’t play yourself

If I had it my way, you’d go straight to Hell

In flames