| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 62% | Same shit, different face, and back with the skinny's face You think this might be my day, don't delay, use some K and beam away like I next way The red light doesn't yellow into green, it's what's seen by the mean green alligator We're allowed to, you like to say, by the skinny instigator It ain't just a lie that gets too much frustration Cause the whole nation got a convolution While you get a rare cloth, right, you don't get for fuck Well you better drive the outer block cause the fans will knock you up | ▶️ |
| 71% | Fuck. Talking that shit be on my back. Dirty Mac and telling your boys that I'm on crack. I just don't give a fuck. | ▶️ |
| 67% | Caught up! What? You know what? I am finished! Yo, yo, hold up! No, fuck that! I ain't dealing with this shit no more! | ▶️ |
| 70% | Now I'm tired of all those lame-ass, team-ass, prefabricated sorry excuses for singers and musicians. What if you write their own songs? What the world needs now is a musical revolution. We need some rock! We need something that has balls! We need something with substance, depth, something with soul, some edge, some passion, some power! Shit, if it's gonna be mellow, fuck man, it better have something, it better mean something! I'm telling you, you gotta hit them with something hard. You gotta stick them with something limp! Exist, milky, I'm so fucking tired of the shit that I'm hearing on the radio! Radio sucks! The same fucking songs over and over again! | ▶️ |
