Hazardous Youth

I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrollin' corners

Lookin' for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters

I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beatin' James Todd Sr

And smackin' his back with vacuum cleaner attachments

I grew up in a wild hood, as a hazardous youth

With a fucked up childhood that I used as an excuse

And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstate

Since the third time that I failed 9th grade

You probably think that I'm a negative person

Don't be so sure of it

I don't promote violence, I just encourage it

I laugh at the sight of death

As I fall down a cement flight of steps

And land inside a bed of spider webs

So throw caution to the wind; you and a friend

Can jump off of a bridge, and if you live, do it again

Shit, why not? Blow your brain out, I'm blowin' mine out

Fuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now