夢の夢の現実
夢の狭間
俺たち世代のゲーム
手札
のチョイス
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
そんな簡単に忘れられない身体
連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

Hey, all of a sudden you whack spitters
wanna rap like you been in a dojo
I can't picture you tryin' to scrap in no tux
But you wanna personify Gojō?
(くだらない) caught in a baka
Take on every single one of you solo using a yo-yo
Get you gone like a dodo
Runnin' laps on slowpokes
Hayaku (Hayaku) , hayaku (Hayaku)
You little shinobi had better go quicker
I was just chewin' on an itty-bitty Tic Tac
Gettin' that chicken for some dinner
Steady gettin' ready to take it to the next level
Send 'em out the back street, hit 'em with the liquor
With the bottle of a thinner
You never rеally was no killer
If I was honest I'd say y'all the bеginners

助けて、だからね
これが現実と苦しみ、わからない
助けて、だからね
これが現実と苦しみ、わからない
わからない…
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
そんな簡単に忘れられない身体
連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

自分は戦えると思っているわけか？
冗談か？
無様だろう。
どんなスキルを上げようとしても無駄な試みとなるな、てめえ愚かなの野郎。

Heh, okay
This shit is starting to really annoy me
The fact that I might have to sit here
and tell you how you can never destroy me
Well, sonning other little dropouts is
unfortunately one of those things I've enjoyed, see
So proceed
How are you gonna "little boy" me? Huh?
Haha

You're all asleep in this reality
Blind sheep staying meek within this burning
world where there's only bludgeoning putridity
Hope is just a word for those who choose to give up daily
For love is war; peace clings to just a maybe
Power chose me, for I once loved those who hate me
Blood spilled by those I care about greatly
But all you whose left shall now obey me

Now you all do as I say
I am not anti-gay
But I'm not gonna dance my way 'round
your little pussy-ass feelings
And I may rant like Ye
Fuck it, man, what else can I say?
Got 'em flippin' over EZ like a pan-fried egg
But to have my rage at my age
I'd give my left genital to be in
the middle of beef considerably
I get underneath their skin
I'ma keep at least givin' 'em grief
Got 'em wishin' I'd leave so they
could just get 'em a little relief
They want me to leave so bad
I feel like a literal leaf (Ha)
But this devious combined with
a devilish intelligence of mine
Just confirms my theory as to why (Yeah)
A wicked scientist aligns with a twisted mind
(Now) keep this in mind
'cause this a rhyme you're gonna wanna just rewind
A countless amount of thousands of times (Why?)
'Cause similar to spina bifida
Which is a particular type of
curvature of a twisted vertebra
Like Christopher
I would like us just to pretend this is a spine
So don't get it twisted
You're not gonna wanna miss a line (Ha)
Like a blind dentist applying a
misdesigned set of new Invisalign's
Sometimes I ponder like how on earth
when my hair got blonder
Did it launch your boy into supe-stardom across genres?
Word to my "Dead Wrong" verse
I got big, now my face is on merch
But the controversy that first
spawned verse went beyond words
Need a stronger word to be conjured besides "monger"
But the more I got on nerves, I was honored
And the fond of they grew wronger, I was longer
They went along for a conquered all the way from Chalmers
I'm blessed, and I'm cursed for the commerce
From that point onwards was bonkers
Look at all the sponsors and responders
People at my concerts like songbirds singin' all
the words to Monster 'til their jaws hurt (Yeah)
I had to grind ground up like a fine powder
Technically, actually had to bully my way
So many non-believers fueling my rage
That I truly never really believed I'd make it
Let alone believed in fully by Dre
So when he said he was puttin' me on
I thought he was pullin' my leg
Ironic, I found the doc, then I got sicker
Like I fell ill, unwell, eat 'em up
L chill, you can tell still
Out of all the rappers I've slain who have come at me
I never felt guilt, 'cause it wasn't murder, just suicide
'Cause really they all got themselves killed
Word to Ezekiel, they were just easy kills
And he's like a sleeping pill
'cause Zeke will put you to sleep like he's ZZ Quil
With these three little words (Kill 'em all)
Indeed we will, leave all these MCs bewildered
They callin' me Steve Spielberg
'Cause I'm gonna need a whole lot of Emmys for
All these bodies I put in these morgues
I belong in a Henry Ford, sicker than before
Like that actress, they will just condemn me more
I said way too many horrible things to forgive me for