Ok alright
Ok alright, yea x2
Yea i spend my, nights working
And im quite certain
If the right person come across me then i might hurt em
This the, white sermon
And i aint talk generic, these rappers is my sons im the shittiest of parents
This just another suicide lullaby
You dont get the truth here we only summarize
Facts saying nothing we should publicize
Throwing lightning bolts, my bitch go the thunder thighs
Its young zeus with is, throw a blunt in the cirle playing duck duck goose with it, too prolific
Lot of people after the bread, me ima rap when im dead
Tell em shoot me in the back of the head
Man with no face
.Yeah, man with no face, uhm
Man with no face
Yea. yeah, yeah
Unstable head, fillin' up with raps
Whiskey in my flask shit you didn't have to ask
There's making judgements but they didn't know the half
I ain't Schoolboy Q bitch, I didn't go to class
Your bitch pussy lips is on my 'stache
I see these new rappers and, all I do is laugh
Rap sabotage, young Macintosh
Funny money like I was buddies with Judd Apatow
Yeah, the raps is hard but the pack is raw
I'm Old Jewish homie, chillin' playing racquetball
And it's all good after all
And it's all good after all
Yeah, man with no face
Man with no face