Bananas

(Verse 1)

 

Yo, shoutout and

hello to my fanbase

Throw up your hands because

I'm about to go on a rampage

And blowing up mansions

over and over and over again

I'm going bananas.

The rage you know that I've had like MR Rager

Murder I wrote on the damn page

You know that I can't take one more of you clowns

Getting cocky. Someone diss me

I'll cut their throat open and

Send them home to a whole other planet

Start throwing a tantrum

Because I got a temper that I can't control so I let it

Take me over, GODDAMNIT!!!!

I yell until I get strep throat and start to choke on a Danish

Yeah. If you were my ultimate weapon, Ame

You won't do the damage

I hope I get madder

It don't even matter

I'm holding the pencil like a knife

Stabbing these words until there's holes in my lyrics

So call me John Wick

I don't give a damn, bitch

You know I'm the man

I'll decapitate everyone, throw all your heads in a trash can

Set it on fire and watch as the smoke turns to ashes

Roasting with matches

Bologna... Sandwich

I'm loaded, the ammo is the pencil I hold in my hand

Until I start to throw shit like daggers

And kill everyone shoving ropes up their asses

You know what my plan is?

To do crippling damage

Until I'm getting all F's on infinite campus

Mentally messed up sick in the head beating the shit out of speds

Never getting accepted with the exception of me

Never giving a damn, because I physically can't

Bitch I'm the man, getting rid of you and what did you expect?

Me getting possessed by the devil so I rip this to shreds

Fuck your girl, enter and exit but if I hit it, then it was on camera

Should've been taking shots at Semi instead if I'm repetitive

Then welcome to the X factor. Now get to kitchen where you belong

And fix me a sandwich and if it has lettuce

Then GKTrills is the ham because I spilled his

Intestines on the ground with an ice pick and machete.

And now we better get him a medic

Because his blood is everywhere. This is a mess

Fuck it. I want my enemies dead

And I'll keep picking on Spedstar. Nigga, you're next.

I'll kill them myself, hell in my head so I will not regret it

Shit in and piss on their caskets. They get no respect

I've been put to tests so bitches don't test me

I'm lyrically deadlier than any of you so

I will throw hatchets at pedestrians just for fun

Juggling chainsaws. Money is cakewalk

And I'm rolling the dough

That's what the fuck I'm talkin' about when I say I'm getting the bread

Dissing my friends or me is imminent death. If I'm a threat

Then bullets hit your chest ripping your vest in half

Living it west east coast though liberty bless

Your disses are shit. I shit on your disses

Since I can bet you'd rather not get off my dick.

My knife I stick in your neck until you're choking on the tip

Losing oxygen and your breath

Yeah. I'm in this shit with GenX

And in my defense

 

(Verse 2)

 

It's not our fault that we just wanna win the Powerball

I drank so much fucking alcohol last night that I almost didn't notice

Rapstar's blood all over my shower wall.

If you ever caught it off the bat, it'd be a foul ball

Can't take me down and y'all I will devour all of you

Until the outer on fire already tower walls

Start to come down and fall like a house of cards

I know how to call you out in songs

Until there's a cloud over your head, because you pout and stall

In a crowded mall.

 

(Verse 3)

 

It's to clear the air:

Lyrically, we're prepared

To make you cower in fear and tear the interior of

All the queers in here

Yeah, beard is weird

But to go to war, we're not scared

 

(Verse 4) [Fast Part]

 

Lyrically killing everyone until

I get tired of murder. Mentally ill

But bitch am still so sick with the skill

That I've made people bend to my will

Shit on for real. In this diss I wield dual mini guns

Wait that's just Big Gunna Will

Like bitch, be for real

Satan has been given the wheel so the rims even feel like they're on fire

I'm burning rubber in a fifty yard field

Lilbangbanggrillz can't pay his bills

Off of one song, I'm getting a mil

And this is the deal

And I like to fuck redheads at Beverly hills

Let me cook, ain't fixing a meal

But I did say I'd grill

Goosebumps, now you're spine is getting a chill.

Insidious, spitting this shit until my lips hurt but yes I am

Have been and I will forever and always

Be a villain that's evil...