Razor Blades And Steak Knives Lyrics - Singles - Jarren Benton

Yeah, razor blades and steak knives 

I've been tweaking off of this meth, been up for eight nights 

My producer is Asian so he ate rice 

And practice Kung Fu and meditate in the daylight 

You a bitch, you probably picket for gay rights 

I crack your fucking jaw with a spinning kick in a cage fight 

So negative, give a fuck what Ye like 

Y'all a bunch of wussies, a bushy puss of a crazed dyke 

I'm nervous; drink is stopping the stage fright 

The burn in my dick when I piss feels like a snakebite 

My wife says she sick of my behavior 

You faggots stop comparing me to Tyler, The Creator 

I've been on this shit before you was allowed in the theater 

For an R-rated movie and your dad was wearing gators 

And your mom was just a whore before your sister wore makeup 

You was just a little bitch before you morphed into a hater 

"Jarren you're so provocative," 

"Do you have anything to say that's sort of positive?" 

Yup: suck a dick, suck a dick, suck a dick 

And by the way - suck a dick 

You don't like it and eat shit then slit your wrists 

And jump off a roof and land in a pool of syphilis 

Uh, it's like my heart stopped carin' 

Ever since I signed with Hopsin everybody hates Jarren, bitch! 

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You probably think I'm crazy 

And that may be a little bit true 

So you can think I'm crazy, 

But maybe I'm just different than you 

La, la, la, la, la, la, la (crazy) La la, la la, la. 

Yeah, needles, dope and opiates 

Who gives a fuck if I talk about drugs? Get over it 

Male chauvinist, hit a girl with a bowl of grits 

And shove her fucking face in a bowl of shit; so inappropriate 

I'm the creepy custodian 

I stick a mop in your ass without no petroleum - jelly 

And it's right back to sweeping linoleum 

Napoleon, I vote for Pedro at the podium 

I sip vodka, rip propellers off of helicopters 

Heavy hand'll slap your girlfriend's tits off her 

I'm awkward as quadriplegic kickboxers 

I'll kill you and drop your body in Nicaragua 

I'll punch a hole in the asphalt 

Go eat a fucking dick like a faggot on bath salt 

You mad soft, if I'm a prick then it's my dad's fault 

I throw a dead cat on your porch and dash off 

I'm weird, I'll murder your rap career 

And Super Glue my pubes to my face to make a beard 

Give me a couple beers and a power tool from Sears 

I'll give your ass a nice shape-up without shears 

Now if you think you're fucking with me then go think again 

I'm ill enough to break in your house and murder your pen 

One sick bastard, mushrooms and acid 

Kill 'em then I go and help they momma pick the casket 

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Now I ain't come here to hurt nobody 

Why hate bitch? Show your boy love (yeah), 

Now where the hoes with the low self-esteem? 

Point 'em out cause they easy to fuck 

Now if they hating, fuck 'em, guns, brrr-uck 'em, 

Drugs, love 'em, girls, fuck 'em, 

D-boys, D-boys, all my niggas 

Going fucking full tart off of Schlitz Malt Liquor! 

La, la, la, la, la, la, la (crazy) La la, la la, la