Management

Now I’m not gonna go out and throw names// Because that’s immature and so lame// But I’m not gonna play no games// Cause y’all gotta grow out your head quick like Rogaine// Instead of talking and acting like you guys have no brains// Just a bunch of no names who have egos bigger than your greed// Motherfuckers, a family has gotta eat// And I have to mmake sure that I have lots of sleep// Or I’m feeling mentally cheap and my strength is weak// At least put a sense of ease instead of throwing my name out or you’ll get shit stomped// And I’ll make your dumbass try to run back to Vietnam// Where you belong since you’re both full of shit and deserved to be shit on// If you did wrong, don’t play two face with me cause that shit ain’t flying with me// You guys just trying with me// You’re both dying.for me// Jab this knife in your spleen// While you crying for peace// And twist that shit and pile some empty// Sacks of your insides that piled debris// And I’ll smile and cheese, make sure you’re both rotting// Cause you are bad apples that fell from the tree with a core that’s too rotten