Lyrics:
Hook
It's fucced up being handicapped we people to roll on my wheels walk one day in my shoes some people
can be so cruel I'm not a second class
there's an old, old crippled grandfather. Second, there's a mentally handicapped person in a wheelchair.
Alison: What's mentally handicapped?
Teacher:
walking
along 7th Avenue, when I came to 14th Street I saw on the corner curious
mutilations of the human form; it was a school for handicapped people.
Another creation
Verbal annihilation
Couldn't be handicapped
In my green habitat
Writing rap and rap
Rock n' roll, the pop the whole
Is colossal
along 7th Avenue
When I came to 14th Street
I saw on the corner curious
Mutilations of the human form
It was a, a school for handicapped people
And there
right just to change me
I know I can do the right things daily
I know I can go and heal what pains me
I know I can do the best to make me
A new person
person
I'm not scared to fall in love
I'm scared to get my heart broke again
Been so long ain't been in love
They been knocking at my door been so long
and came back but forgot the chainsaw!)
And want to perform a massacre
Better be coming with some motherfucking shit that's spectacular
Crush the person
the stage and in person, no mask Halloween
I'm prayin' for ya, I'm prayin' for the Ghawi's
I'm prayin' for ya, prayin' you'll find Yahweh
This is my prayer
cause this what's been steering me
When you the person passing people up
Sometimes you wonder will they still get up and cheer for me?
If i went deaf will
And just because they got a couple dollars
Or a little status other handicapped men co-sign them
Nigga please
Better bitter
Bitter better (Uh)
Better bitter
Sit back in fact grab sick pack
Kick back while I kick facts,
I'm mad max, better step back,
Bout to rap like I'm handicapped,
Have the whole shit
that's spectacular
Crush the person who did em, well you just better
So I'm stepping to your (raggedy ass jetta)
Put the pedal to the metal
You and your DJ
Cause if you want beef we can clash like a cymbal
You need to stop all the yelling and the cursing
I know it foul, he couldn't house a homeless person
of what has become visually appealing
Not forgetting to indulge myself in the one who came before the beginning
Still far from perfect
Practicing sinning
I'm ready to take on the world as you can see that I'm prepared
And if you fail to see my hustle then you're visually impaired
All the blood, sweat
and seas for you
I go be your Moses
You no even know say
Somebody call 911
Person wan steal my kele
But ogbon logba oh
Firigbon o shi ilekun
Say I go
a vintage when we on the highway
Balling every season we ain't playing 2K
Look even better in-person than 4K
Met her one time and I fucked her the next day
ain't talking about charter and I see a person outside ima bark
I'm, like a pitbull if pitbull was darker. I'm talking tone not tone like the color
I'm
Handicapped, a person of color, god-damn it all you motherfuckers!
So get the fuck out of my incredibly inclusive potion shop!
You don't deserve a potion, just
the yelling and the cursing
I know it foul, he couldn't house a homeless person
We don't cuddle in the Eyceurokk huddle
While verse is subtle, and then we wet
reasons they not where they wanna be and I just cant explain
But maybe its just me, visually impaired so my way of seeing’s strange
But I do believe these
two choices
Surrender or enlist
What kind of person are you
Always the first to argue
Or never down to stick your neck out
'Cause it hurts you
The best person in the world isn’t me
Something that’s difficult to see for me visually
I can’t come to terms with it – it puts me back in disbelief
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