Testo Khan

I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga be-

A-a-a-all my damn life, subjugated to the bullshit
Ready for the end, somebody clip bang
Eyes closed, puttin' my mouth on the barrel
Starin' down the fuckin' shooter like, "Hurry, quick, spray"
Whiplashin', head bangin' 'til I'm brain-dead If I'm finna die, might as well like my name spread

If I die, if I die (I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp)
Make my name spread, uh (and all these nigga beats dropped in me)
If I die, if I die
Makе my name spread (motherfuckеrs ain't stoppin' me)

First grade renegade walkin' on the classroom
Had a bunch of kids try and press me in a bathroom
Mom and Dad askin' why I'm always in a bad mood
I ain't wanna talk about that right now
Past in the past how I act right now
If I snap, guarantee that you gon' all find out
Done with the chatter
I ain't tryna waste my energy on anybody who ain't elevate my style (ay) Bitch I'm fed up, fake motherfucker know they never gon' catch up
Fake it 'til you make it, like they tryna bleed ketchup
Must've never heard I get better with the pressure
Ha-ha-had to go pick up my pen up
Dilemma done haunted my mental for a minute was down
Flex with depression
My head was obsessed with vibrations, I started to tweak with my sound
Then I flipped from little kid to gettin' props from legends, bitch
Took a break that pushed me back, but far from where the journey ends
Now my head's focused on M's, music and the millions
Suck my dick then play my shit, if you hate me, make me greater, bitch
Got me in my meta, know I never settle, tell me who is better? No one, ho
You look like a set-up, me, I'm just a step-up
Do this without effort, they don't know
P-pick up where I left off in the last place
Come a long way from havin' Khan as my last name
Broke a couple friendships, now I'm in the fast lane
Doin' 90s on a 20 'til I hit the gas can, mane
Damn, call me Khan, atom bomb to your face, bitch
Damn, Shao Kahn, you suck, catch this fade, bitch
Ran around, somethin' foul, who fuck with me?
A kid from NYC, M.O. my teens
Str-str-struggles with finance, move out to seek
Better livin', but it only got harder to see
Fallin' down, hunnid mile, pardon my speech
But the more that I wrote became more part of me
'Cause the more that I think 'bout what I'm meant to be
Is the more that I struggle with my identity

I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these, all these (all these, all these)
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these, and all these, dropped in me

They all tell me, keep my head high
Get my money and invest wise
What you always stressed out for?
Just do your shit and live your best life
You already got your bread, right?
Got a bed that you can rest, right?
What the fuck is you mad for?
What the fuck is you mad for?
Troubles with the fam got me anxious
I'm dependent on my isolation
Got the empire on my shoulders
And my lack of progress got me in frustration
And I'm feelin' that my infrastructure gettin' crashed
And broke down from all the pressure
Mom and Pop still passin' judgment
And my future feel like it's bleak and flooded
I've been walkin' through my rainy days
All of my shoes muddied up in shame
Do what I do just to drown the pain
From all of my problems, I run away
Granted, that shit self-inflicted
I can't deny it, my pride is my poison
Everything perfect, but that's when I'm anxious
'Cause shit never work out when everything's poignant
Men lie, women lie
Why I only trust myself and I?
Why it's only me on the mic?
Why my circle never multiply?
Bitches always wanna talk shit
Chattin' 'bout how we never gon' be shit
Y'all dudes never ever wanna walk shit
Stay frontin' like you thinkin' that you the shit
To be honest, y'all mad bitter
Other half need a wake-up call
Some of y'all need a life adjustment
But I just wanna get rid of y'all
Everybody got somethin' to say about everything, too much
Most important lesson you could ever learn is how to shut the fuck up