And some say it's music like this inspires violence Violence It's gonna make you kill Prozak There's something wrong with the guy Explicit lyrics talking about suicide, violence, mass murders [Verse 1:] It's been a decade now I've mastered my craft Stay quick and sharp as a tack stick like the axe in your back Perhaps I'm strapped with a gat but best to step the fuck back Three hundred pounds of the tats Prepared to step the face flat I'm the reason heathens quit breathing by bleeding from lesions Leading these demons through killing seasons and leave them grieving No need in proceeding your begging and pleading Only appeasing my thirst for blood, I'll stop when Hell is freezing The Hitchcock of hip hop, the darkest shit on the block These haters hate it cause their bitches I jock I got it on lock, dropped like these empty shells from a Glock I'm quick to blow up your spot and watch your corpse as it rots [Chorus:] Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!) And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!) Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!) And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit [Verse 2:] They try to blame me for school shootings Disputing freedom of speech, they're saying their minds we are polluting But what happened to people being responsible for things they did? Red Lake that reservation yo fuck that kid This shit ain't suitable for weak minds Explicit lyrics and deep rhymes, just relax and it will be fine No need to shoot up your school, no need to act a fool No need to drown the neighbour bitch inside your swimming pool No need to slit your wrists to be noticed But if you must remain focused, slit horizontal and then quote this I am a bitch, I am so weak, I can not take this life It ain't my fault I killed myself, in fact I blame this knife [Chorus:] Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!) And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!) Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!) And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit [Verse 3:] Sometimes I can't stand it, anti-the-whole-planet I wish that I could vanish, I know I take for granted But can you blame me for feeling I'm going crazy In this world where it is legal to kill a baby inside a lady? And even worse now this gay shit is a trend Emo faggots wearing girl pants huh where does it end? But you're telling me to keep an open mind, shit my mind is open I think your jaw might fall from the dicks that you've been smoking And can anybody tell me what the fuck a metrosexual is? And what religion's got these preachers out here touching kids? Never mind I don't think that it was meant for me to know this I'm going straight to Hell as if you didn't notice [Chorus:] Going to Hell (and they wanna blame me!) And your children rebel (now they wanna name me!) Wanna put me in jail (cause I know they hate me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit When your life's at an end (and you're going crazy!) And violence is a trend (cause it's what they made me!) I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit I'm tired, I'm tired, sick of bullshit