WTF IT'S HIM! Lyrics

Oh no, he's back again

Look what the cat dragged in

Oh no, he's back again

Look what the cat dragged in

I was kicking bars in my mother's uterus

I had rappers biting my bars when I was still biting her youthful nips

I'm her rudest kid, told my primary teacher to shove a book up her ass

Let's see if Dr. Seuss will fit, Mrs. LeSue you bitch

Look at me now, still a stupid prick

But even you'll admit that my music's lit

I remember during an exam I drew a pic

Of my teacher's severed head and she threw a fit

Sent me to the counsellor, said this kid's a lunatic

That counsellor got sectioned but she soon would flip

After the abuse inflicted on her like that Kubrick flick

And my after school tutor quit

That's why I can't tell the time, I'm confused as shit

But time stops still when I rhyme, I have no use for it

Still I wear a watch cause it suits my wrist

It's half past my cracker ass which you can kiss

Went to a priest till my head started doing twists

And my skin started burning near his crucifix

When rappers stand next to me their shoes need lifts

And their jocks need socks cause they never grew out dicks

I find myself humorous

If you don't think I'm funny then you don't know what humour is

Bump me in your whip with your groupie chick

I bet she removes her tits from her bra and says to you

Who is this?

Oh no, he's back again

What the fuck it's him

Look what the cat dragged in

What the fuck it's him

Oh no, he's back again

What the fuck it's him

Look what the cat dragged in

What the fuck it's him

Brain deformed they can hate me all day

What's ADHD? I got AD4K

What's BPD? I have an evil twin

And a deranged fanbase who wanna see him win

On my last album Ruckman found peace within

But fuck that, the Don has come back to be the king

Beneath the skin, a beastly thing

When a motherfucker struts in the people sing

What the fuck it's him

This chip on my shoulder forever colder than ever

A soldier I never fold under pressure

I hold it together and ever evolve with the era

I ghostwrite for your favourite rapper you told me was better

I won't tip my cap, which is not just holding one feather

It's holding the wings of an eagle there's no soul that could measure

I'm far more bolder and clever, and never sold out for cheddar

I'm the predator, beheading ya, taking skulls when I sever

Got two birds and one rock, rolling notes on a bender

Double dose up my nose, talking coke with the ketta

These honeys know my agenda, I get em moaning in pleasure

It don't get no wetter, I need a raincoat and umbrella

Ella, ay, the elements are soaking my leather

I need Rihanna to come and shelter a bro from the weather

Yeah the climate is changing now, you need to go and get Greta

My damn flow alone is taking Eskimos out their sweater

Oh no, he's back again

What the fuck it's him

Look what the cat dragged in

What the fuck it's him

Oh no, he's back again

What the fuck it's him

Look what the cat dragged in

What the fuck it's him