My name is Marshall Manners, I'm an alcoholic, I'm an alcoholic, I'm an alcoholic, I'm an alcoholic, I don't know what to call it. I keep, and I don't even know what to do Big show coming out, swinging so fast they're making all that spin You being knocked the f**k out like Mike Tyson The crew has been book digamos? I said don't motherf**king do it See me on the top of the tube, screaming *** the world, I can't get too far I Adam識 nickname, I don't mean to surprise Dirty with drugs, I tell the boys that I won't cry I just don't give a f**k So put my tape back on the rack, don't run and tell your friends my s**t is wack I just don't give a f**k You see me on the street, ducked, you better get stuck, stolen, stuck I just don't give a f**k Ice in the peak, but I'm on the search to clutch the milk phone I'm everlasting, I'm melting in the ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up *** you for no reason I'm frozen, so seasoned, like I'm 20 below freezing I'm so freezing I *** your magazine, it still won't get a quick review I make it free for you Smell before it just crystals This is a lyrical compact, and I've been holding pistols When I fall, they go dry Blast you with my shoulder missiles St. James, every now and then with my old initials Snorting, snorting, supporting abortion Have a lot to rely on Snorting out of proportion You're ludicrous, insidious, spontaneous Sporadic, compulsive thinker Compulsive drinker Half animal, half man Don't you dare party inside of a party trash can With the hoes in a napkin So when you see me on your block with 2 packs Give a f**k the world like Tupac I just don't give a f**k Talking that s**t behind my back Dirty back and telling the boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a f**k If all the world thought I'd take back my back I'ma run and tell your friends my s**t is wack I just don't give a f**k You see me on the street? F**k Cause you better get stoned, stoned, stoned I just don't give a f**k Take me out this limousine On stage screaming Like crazy against the machine With a beast of a beast Chewing off while the track is spinning Clearly brain dead I don't give a second opinion F**k dropping a joke I'm flipping a sacred treasure I bite your motherf**king style Just to make it fresher Can't take the pressure I'm sick of bitches Sick of hanging horses Bitches on their f**king d**ks In school I never said much Too busy out of the headwash Doing too much blush Had my face blushed like red blush Then went to gym with me That's why I can't train Break the women's swimsuit Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems Got me slowing down Been smoking weed again I'm going up over the curb Driving a f**king median F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k F**k