Nas

Something wicked this way comes

When I see it every night

You ain’t a rockstar yet (you’re dead)

You need some self-respect

You always were a fucking prick



Roll in from the drain

Into her bed again

I’ll fucking drown you in the rain

Will someone shoot that fucking snake



I’ve got a knife for you

To turn your heart from red to blue

The beating

I’ve got a knife for you

Engraved with the words fuck you

The bleeding



Something wicked this way comes

When I see it every night

You ain’t a rockstar yet (you’re dead)

You need some self-respect

You always were a fucking prick



Blackening her name

Screaming in her face

I want to stab you in the Fucking face

Will someone shoot that fucking snake



We’ve got a knife for you

You’re fucked you can’t get rescued

The pleading

We’ve got a knife for you

You’re fucking dead when we catch you

The Screaming