Going Too Far Lyrics

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Yo

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It's almost like

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People mad at me over dumb shit now

The fuck did I do wrong?

I'm just being me

Can't I express myself anymore?

Yo

Feels like I'm walkin' on some bottled glass

That shatters and breaks and knocks me on my fuckin' ass

And now the doctors ask's if I get my proper rest

I'm an insomniac, drinking so much Red Bull I'm due for a fuckin' heart attack

It's either that or cardiac arrest

Eventually you'll probably see my body bag just get zipped

So outta ask for my autograph while I'm still alive

'Cause honestly, I don't believe that I'll ever get to see twenty five

You say attitude seems always mad and moody

Like you faggots knew me, isn't that amusing

How you actually think you got me just figured out

But you don't know nothin' about me, sit the fuck down you clowns, I'm sick of you

All you ever do is try to shit on my career when you sittin' there in your living room

A tough guy aye, tellin' me what I shouldn't do

You better shut your mouth and enjoy the shit that I'm givin' you

Y'all must think that I'm so crazy

With the way that I would say these bars

But you should know that that don't faze me

'Cause my mama told me to be smart

It's no wonder radio's won't play me

'Cause they don't understand my art

I say shit to make you angry 'cause

No such thing as going too far

Just like my auntie use to tell me

You don't got any fuckin' brains so you better pray to God you end up wealthy

So we'll see, if it's rap that doesn't fulfill me

I'll probably be robbin' banks until somebody kills me

A fuckin' asshole, raised in the Back Mountain

With his ragged outfit, livin' lavish in his mom and dad's houses

A stubborn white guy, from the 17 Rice Drive

I wasn't poor nor was I rich, I lived my life fine

But wait, you had a camaro at seventeen and attended private school

So you must just livin' the dream

No, you fuckin' faggot

I spent all my graduation money just to buy the car

So quit tellin' me that I had like everything just handed to me

Don't ever judge my family for being there for me

It's not my fault if your parents are either dead or divorced

Payin' child support that they can't even afford

I don't give you no remorse so

Y'all must think that I'm so crazy

With the way that I would say these bars

But you should know that that don't faze me

'Cause my mama told me to be smart

It's no wonder radio's won't play me

'Cause they don't understand my art

I say shit to make you angry 'cause

No such thing as going too far

Look I ain't try'na put a target on my back and get assassinated

All because I said a fuckin' word that got you aggravated

Then these faggots take it and over exaggerate it

Classic case of dumbasses thinkin' I invented these raps I say 'cause

I got a mad rage, hit you with this ash tray

And hide my demo tapes from your kids like they do with bad grades

Call me the devil, I'm a menace, I'm a rebel

I'm a butcherin' wordsmith when I'm pickin' up this pencil

I'll I ever wanted was credibility, fuckin'

popularity's not what I want

I can't even bother

'Cause that's where I stop ya, I ain't no whitey collar

Rather be hated through my music than ignored and still makin' a dollar

I got you all in the palm of my hands, feedin' you

Leavin' you so angry at me, you would finally see the truth

Why I would say these things, so what if I'm throwin' hate

Grow a pair of balls bitch and stop being a snowflake

Y'all must think that I'm so crazy

With the way that I would say these bars

But you should know that that don't faze me

'Cause my mama told me to be smart

It's no wonder radio's won't play me

'Cause they don't understand my art

I say shit to make you angry 'cause

No such thing as going too far

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