unnamed – every day’s a game lyrics
yo unnamed in this b-tch! haha yo, yo
[hook]
every day’s a game
to me, i’m a little insane
this ain’t little big planet, or my little pony
gta in this b-tch, i’ll k!ll you and your homies
every day’s a game
something’s wrong with my brain
this ain’t sonic the hedgehog, or super mario
saints row motherf-cker, hide you under my patio
[verse 1]
okay, i’ll admit, i am a little crazy
but only a little, other people may see
that i’m as off my rocker as a rocking chair that’s been tipped over
if you’re one of these people you’re out of luck, like a three leaved clover
and i’m like this cause b-tch, i’m never sober
how can you blame me? i’m in munich and it’s october
call me a joker, you’re just mediocre
next time you’re alone, look over your shoulder
f-ck, i’ll do it while you’re with your crew and hit you with a baby stroller
you scream, “why you doing this?” but you’re just getting colder
might as well call me big show, pr-ck
cause i’m the world’s largest athlete in the rap olympics
motherf-cker you’re so fake i could catch you with a fishnet
strip you naked and put the pictures on the internet
just to break it like kanye west did with his nose on a stop sign
i won’t stop trying
to p-ss you off, it’s funny
it’s the only thing that lets me rap free
so drop to your f-cking knees and suck ’till your gums start to bleed
then get the f-ck out like my last chick
when she saw messages to another chick
oh sh-t, slipped up again didn’t i b-tch?
oh well, just another reason to grab my sh-t
i don’t toot it and boot it
i lose sh-t, go stupid
i don’t beat it and skeet it
like peaches, i feed it
i don’t sh-g it and rag it
i crack it and panic
i don’t f-ck it and chuck it
i suck it and pluck it
i got knives and guns
k!ll people for fun
i’ll come to your house
i’ll k!ll your spouse
leave blood on the couch
sh-t will go down
don’t think i’m a clown
you see the smile behind this frown?
[hook]
[verse 2]
the only way you’ll ever be hot is if you f-ck with me
because you’ll get burned
maybe then you’ll learn
not to f-ck with unnamed because he’s dangerous
sniffed up off angel dust
waiting for the next victim to step on the murder bus
diss me and get rushed
f-ck driving a german whip
i’ll drive a tank through your window on some navy seals sh-t
look at your mum, she’s having a fit
cause her baby boy never got to stop being a kid
and you ask yourself, “why is he like this?”
none of your f-cking business, sit down b-tch
talk to me again and i’ll decapitate you in public, lee rigby motherf-cker
while i’m sipping on the syrup, lil weezy motherf-cker
yo wayne, would you like ice in your drink?
or all over your body in the middle of a show?
sh-t, maybe one day we’ll both be in eachother’s ink
but until then i’ll keep handing out insults on top of insults
’till someone calls out my sh-t and writes my name with their pencils
’till someone hears the name unnamed coming out of your dentures
we got has-beens on radio
people still paying for their shows
can’t rap or sing for sh-t
people still buying tickets
and wannabes are famous
the whole game is heinous
these rappers are so f-cking sh-t
i listen to ’em and end up with t-rds on my headset
ahahah, yo i think i took it a bit too far that time
definitely too far
[hook]
we are being watched
what the f-ck have we done?
why the f-ck is there blood everywhere?
i think we should run
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