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Scapegoat Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
It's been a decade now I've mastered my craft
Slick quick and sharp as a tack stick like the s** in your back
Perhaps I'm strapped with a gat but best to step the f*** back
Three hundred pounds of the [? ]
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 [? ] for blood, I stop when Hell is freezing
The Hitchcock of hip hop, the darkest s*** on the block
These haters hate it cause their b****** I jock
I got it on lock, dropped like these empty shells from a Glock
I pick [? ] and watch it cold as it rots.

[Chorus:]
Going to Hell and they wanna blame me
And your children were pale 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 f*** that kid
This s*** 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 b**** 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 b****, I am so weak, I can not take this life
It ain't my fault I killed myself, in fact I blame this nice.
[Chorus]

[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 s*** is a trend
Emo f*****s wearing girl pants huh where does it end?
But you're telling me to keep an open mind, s*** my mind is open
I think your jaw might [? ] from the d***s that you've been smoking
And can anybody tell me what the f*** a metrosexual is?
And what religion's got these preachers out here touching kids?
Nevermind I don't think that it was meant for me to know this
We're going straight to Hell as if you didn't notice.

[Chorus]
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Tales From the Sick (2008)
The Hitchcock of Hip-Hop Fun n' Games Keep Grindin' Scapegoat Go to Hell Crossing Over It Was You (intro) It Was You Why??? Run Away Corporate Genocide Bombs Away Holy War It's Too Late Now Insane Bodies Fall Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! Drugs Living in the Fog Fading... Good Enough Under the Rain