VERSE 1: I’m not happy here/ In this environment tireless/ Got me with a shotty to my knotty thinkin retirement/ violent/ With no time for questions stressin/ Starin at my reflection/ Countin up everything except my blessings/ Livin for today but dyin for the moment/ Slowin down for no one sometimes time stays frozen/ So I’ve arisen from isolation on a permanent vacation/ Smoke days away like I’m Jamaican I’m God’s creation/ Hell on Earth first/ To the land of molten lavas/ in Nirvana/ Those who dwell in Hell are angels who had problems/ I’m not happy here/ But I’m not leavin/ still breathin/ I changed with the times/ and rhymes/ Like the seasons/ I run with God’s demons/ and the scum of the Earth/ In my retirement Home/ I witnessed a Rebirth/ And I’m not Happy Here/ I wish that I could disappear/ So just listen up all eyes and all ears/ I’m not happy here/  CHORUS VERSE 2: I’m not happy here/ But nothin’s changing in a hurry eyes blurry/ Try so hard but I still get discouraged/ worried hurried and tryin/ and these moments are definin’/ but the world against me all 24 like Kobe Bryant/ I’m not happy here/ but that’s a known fact/ Doctor’s tried medications/ To try and avoid the blow back/ But I was on my merry way with mary j and cognac/ and now I’m feelin better ain’t nothin gonna hold me back/ So hold me down fine/ This ain’t the last time/ Smoked myself stupid/ this here ain’t the best mind/ You want it done right/ You gotta go yourself and get it done/ Got 99 problems and a bitch is one/ And when the winter’s done hun wait for the next drama/ Keep my mind clear steer clear of the karma/ And kick my feet up/ and wait for the smoke to clear/ so my dear/ take it easy because the end is near/ I’m not happy here/  CHORUS VERSE 3: I’m not happy here/ To have or have not/ Jackpot/ Fools talk a lot but are really just sayin jack squat/ Zilch/ nothing with meaning/ Wake me up I’m dreamin/ Takin you on a Journey so don’t you ever go stop believin’/ Smoking big cheebo cheeba/ Reefa whatevs/ And now these days this brains/ Thinks like the livin dead/ I’m not happy here but love bein a daddy/ Even if my baby mom’s still wishin she never had me/ Oh well really/ We make our own choices/ So if you live in glass houses use your indoor voices/ With the good and evil/ right and wrong songs/ And this and that/ Learned the hard way literally was stabbed in the back/ But I’m not trippin we just live as the world turns/ And learn the message doesn’t always get to who it’s concerned/ So after all this time and after all of these years my dear/ God Damn/ I’m not Happy Here CHORUS

VERSE 1: And I remember back in the day/ playin on my block/ Buster Brown haircuts and Chuck T's with no socks/ Ridin bikes throwin rocks/ playin GI Joe/ then back to the house/ capped off with some Tecmo Bowl/ or Castlevania/ then we'd turn the games off when it was time for Wrestlemania/ Macho Man and Hulkamania/ Life in California hot days Super Soakers/ Commando and Rambo had us all like little soldiers/ runnin around with toy guns/ shootin at all the kids/ tyin bandanas round our heads/ sayin we're Karate Kids/ wax on wax off/ slip n slides on hot days/ thigh high shorts with our shirts off and our roller blades/ man those days/ were the best times of our life/ do it all over again after we turn out the lights/ say goodnight/ wake up to the Smurfs and some Cheerios/ lace my shoes up again/ ready set here we go Chorus And I remember back when/ wish I could go back then/ we were tryin to be Bad/ like Michael Jackson/ skatin' round the whole block/ tryin to be Tony Hawk/ didn't have rides/ we were happy to just walk/ things were different then/ it was a kinder Lompoc/ Garbage Pail Kids makin noise in our bike spokes/ no one walkin around/ mean muggin tryin to fight folks/ my dad worked his ass off/ just so we weren't broke/ no joke/ havin fun checkin in every hour/ playin with He-Man yellin "We Have the Power!"/ touch football/ takin turns at quarterback/ action figures Ghostbusters Batman and Thundercats/ Tryin to act cool/ just like the bigger boys/ Lacoste Alligator Polo's and Corduroys/ I wish I could go back to a simpler time/ when mama always had a hot meal ready at dinnertime/ Chorus And I remember tryin to buy beer with the homies/ it always had to be me cuz I looked the oldest/ it only took one OE I was slidin across the floor/ never once hung over from the night before/ buyin dime bags of mec/ even sometimes a nickel bag/ mackin to the hoodrats our caps over our doo-rags/ jeans so baggy they'd get caught up in my bike/ concealin little baggies/ some zags/ a sneak-a-toke pipe/ Adidas three-stripes/ long hair cornrows/ Timbalands and fatigues/ Nautica and steel toes/ Boy bands were makin millions we were freestylin for free/ bonfires and flat tires rollin buckets smokin weed/ workin for minimum wage/ part time day and night/ back when it wasn't okay to rap and be white/ It seems so long ago we can never go back/ but I miss those days that's why I still rock a throwback/ Bridge: I remember back when back in the days/ cool nights hot days/ Cali-for-ni-a/ runnin round the whole town not a worry at all/ back when this big cruel world seemed so small/ Repeat Bridge Chorus

Verse 1: Where I come from people don't grow up/ Beat may slow but the flow don’t slow up/ I’m getting older now but I still know what/ Goes down/ gotta go back up/I stay weary/ my eyes teary and swollen showin no emotion/ But I keep one eye open because the chance is golden/ time never stays frozen/ What’s speakin is spoken they once said that I was chosen/ but years ago I learned to trust no one/ ridin with the homies shotgun/ what was written down/ are logically prophecies/ studio G’s hit the lottery the industry loves wannabees/ seein profits off a me/ that’s highway robbery/ let’s get down and settle the score/ never the less no never the more/ where is the love was it there before/ Where did it go has it gone the way of the Walkman and the Do Do Bird/ I’m a dead man walkin often seen but never heard/ These dudes are so-so with their nouns and so-so with their verbs/ But can’t flow so sick that their words get so lit without herbs/ Swerving and pervin vision blurred/ I’m tryin to see more cash than Thirstin Howl the 3rd ya heard/ If you get lost just head westward/ Chorus: You never know what’s comin and you never know what’s goin/ Cuz kharma is a bitch once that shit gets set in motion/ My life’s a melodrama mama said I’m one in a million/ This is my saga psychodrama call me Kharma chameleon  Verse 2: And I never claimed to be the greatest/ a sadist/ stuck in this Matrix/ Never cared in the faintest if you called me a wigga/ that’s racist/ No I’m just a menace to this society/ the realest this side of sobriety/ I got no questions no apologies/ What if I wasn’t a dad but and absentee/ Bottom of the rung like an attorney/ I may be a redneck minus the bigotry/ XXL like the magazine/ Going bananas here like a chimpanzee/ wake up wake up ya that’s chop suey/ I’m here no fear/ oh to be young and free/ But I’m the number one Son of Anarchy/ The son of alchemy go and trace my ancestry/ you’ll find that I’m not of this galaxy/ You call me Your Majesty/ My Go-Go Gadgetry/ not even defined in a glossary’s lines/ Elementary my dear Watson it’s all just logically defined/ You read your Bible every day but never read between the lines/ It’s called kharma everything comes around in due time/ But I’ve heard this song before more than a few times/ So go ahead and do your best a believe that Ima do mine Chorus Verse 3:   I wish I could say it gets better/ but that’d be a lie/ Not every bird was meant to fly/ not every game was meant to tie/ I been there before and I’m never gon go back/ Turn out the lights like the Superbowl go black/ I’m lost can’t be found with a lojack/ came along way since rockin a throwback/ You’re a bitin give me my flow back/ Ya wanna light the fire but ain’t ready for the blowback/ I’m an asshole ya I know that/ Things’ll never add up if you don’t know math it’s all algebraic/ Severly depressed sadistic/ alcoholic homesick and brainsick/ Left layin motionless and twisted/ bloody on the floor/ but that’s the cost of the Art of War/ I’ve heard this song before/ so who’s gonna tell me this times different/ The chances are like one in a million/ I talk loud but they still don’t listen/ This real life not the work of fiction/ Tighten the screw to release the tension/ under pressure bout to blow/ It’s one hell of a journey and it’s one hell of a show/ Feel my words feel my rhythm go ahead and feel my flow/ Cuz it can all be over tomorrow because you really never know Chorus

Hail California/ The state declared bi-polar/ Buy weed on the corner from the lady with the baby stroller/ Or get some liquor or tamales instead/ I’m a maniac insomniac sick in the head/ Call me Edgar Allen from the Poc sick with the lead/ Go out for a good time you can end up stabbed instead/ Used to have acne/ many whiteheads/ Called me a wigga/ guess I knew too many black heads/ Night of the living dead/ Good girls are givin head/ I sleep in a twin bed so there’s no she said/ My eye to the sky/ For falling angels overhead/ Burning down the house like the Talking Heads/ Shady with my shit like Shane from the Walking Dead/ A Pharhoe in this bitch so like he said Simon says/ Fuck a Red Bull I’ll have Corona with a lime instead/ Sikamental’s back sick in the mind/ Sick in the head/  Chorus I’m from the city by the beach/ Ya I’m outta reach/ Fresh outta Detox mixin my Kool-Aid with Clorox Bleach/ Sick with the speech/ Call me an nerd/ American History with Mr. Vinyard/ Put ya mouth to the curb/ Still undeterred/ Still usin curse words still absurd/ Lay ya on the turf like Robert Griffin the Third/ Equally hate all faces and all races/ Shootin at the cops at the Fruitvale Station/ I look in the mirror I see a carnie from the fair/ So sick in the mind I give Jack Skelleton nightmares/ Go to the cinema show and root for the bad guy/ Got my Mo back in town/ just like the Jack 5/ And fuck up that pretty face/ just like a black eye/ I’m crossin over/ Like the man in black guy/ I’m that country blues rap guy/ Packin way more than a jack knife/ So Fuck you/ I live that outlaw life  Chorus Rappin before bein white was cool but fuck it/ I’m an alcoholic one night I got a DUI and a drunk in public/ Sick in the mind/ man I’m sick to the stomach/ gone on a vacay with a gun in my luggage/ made a few enemies on my way to the bottom/ playin the sleepin possum/ breakin em off something/ Little old with the new/ know your true friends and only hang with a few/ this for all of you faces/ getting high in low places/ should have been a lawyer/ I keep a poker face/ the monster under my bed/ lives behind the bookcase/ ya I’m a cool cat/ call me a cold case/ Or call me Ratotouille/ the kind of this rat race/ your mama get a call at night that leave her with a sad face/ fuck a bomb in your car/ I’ll put it in your briefcase/ A coin controls my destiny/ Just like I’m Two-Face/ get it right the first time/ I never need two takes/

Verse 1: Who is it well who do you think/ I’m straight loco I think I need a shrink/ Gotta hole in one I ain’t talkin bout the links/ Got this thing locked up just like a "Brinks" truck/ Loose lips sink sink ships/ I’m King Kong/ King shit/ Rap Olympics just to keep fit/ Life is a marathon 24/7 like a telethon/ Never behaving like a gentleman/ I am not the middleman I am the first/ Charge it to the Game about to be reimbursed/ Back again my teams at full force/ And you can find me smoking out on the front porch/ All night all day Calgone take me away/ When the cats are gone the dogs are gonna play/ Call me Tycoonius or just Big Ty/ About to change the game go ahead and sit tight/   Chorus: Who is it well who do you think?/ Out that 8-0-Nickel well tickle me pink/ I’m big Ty so remember the name/ Doin the two step one step ahead of the game/ Bridge: Who is it well what do you know/ Who is it well what do you think/ Who is it well what do you know/ Just sit back and enjoy the show/ Who is it well what do you think/ Eyes wide open all night don’t blink/   Verse 2: Who is it well what do ya know/ Just sit back and enjoy the show/ The most underrated slept on and hated/ Completely original/ and often imitated/ Ya feelin the vibe two steppin out the spot doin the slide/ Nothins outta bounds no moves offsides/ I’m the big shot/ doin the robot/ dancing on one leg like I’m playin hop scotch/ Ima big timer just like a stop watch/ This place goes hard till we hear the gunshots/ We’re the underdogs, playin in the sandlot/ Game is what separates the haves and have nots/ You just hit the jackpot Big Ty’s up in the Place/ Outer limits outta my mind I’m outer space/ You wanna holler go ahead and give a whistle/ I’m Tycoonius creator of that 8-0-Nickel/ Chorus Bridge Chorus

Intro: Yo Conceal/ You’re a fool for this one/ Gotta bring my “A” game on this heater/ Ya/ it’s goin down like this   Verse 1: And I’m In Too Deep like/ Omar/ and LL/ Whatever you’re slangin I don’t want it/ No sale/ You’re just recyclin’ my rhymes/ For retail/ Oh well/ I don’t even use a pad n pad no more/ Email/ It’s droppin right now/ no need/ Presale/ You got the gist of it but you lack/ My detail/ I’m up all night like a shot/ B-12/ On the Devil’s Night/ Like Eminem and D-12/ I write rhymes/ And Sally sells sea shells/ I wish you well/ But all you wish me back is hell/ Fuck it it’s all the same/ These rhymes are off the chain/ My words get stuck in your head/ Like hair in your drain/ Clean that shit up quick get yourself some Drain-O/ I molded half these youngsters nowadays/ Play-Doh/ Simon may say jump/ But only move when I say so/ And I do not condone doin drugs Just Say No/   Chorus: Tonight it’s Goin Down/ This is the last stand/ I do it for my people and I do it for the town/ Conceal got the beat/ I brought the heat/ It’s goin’ down tonight cuz we’re In Too Deep   Verse 2: And you can call me James Dean a Rebel/ No cause/ Watchin all 3 Godfathers for 9 hours/ No pause/ Dudes lack cajones nowadays/ No balls/ You can call me cocky but I just show up and show off/ It all comes around/ Tonight it’s goin down/ Come on yall it’s a wild west showdown/ I’ll see you at sunset bring your crew/ Showdown/ It’s simple 1-2-3/ A-B-C Playground/ Turn the TV off I like it quiet/ No sound/ Give me the news/ Get me high up on the low down/ You’re kissin so much ass that your nose/ Is so brown/ You act like this is a revelation/ Profound/ This ain’t your home/ Anymore turn around Go Now/ Build your house with bricks that shit gon get blown down/ We’ve hit the End of the Road/ Like Boyz II Men/ I’m feelin’ low/ I think I just ran out of my Ritalin/   Chorus Verse 3: And I’m In Too Deep I get no sleep/ Tired/ I’m a good dude doin bad things/ The Wire/ I roll that mothafucka til there’s no air in the tires/ I seen the pants on the telephone wires/ Liars/ I’m getting too old for this game/ Retire/ I’ve got this game in a tight grip/ Pliers/ Dude are sellin/ But they lack/ The buyers/ To make it in this world is a long shot/ Sniper/ Watch your friends/ People are snakes/ Vipers/ We didn’t light it/ But we live in the fire/ Watch your back/ Naw watch your front/ And light your cigarette before you light your blount/ It’s over before it starts it’s the last stand/ Welcome to Oz/ Mothafucka meet the Tin Man/ You gotta do more than click your shoes/ To return home/ I don’t know if I’m right/ But I know for sure I’m wrong/ Chorus

Verse 1: And you gotta hold on though the road seems so long/ And it may be hard to move on/ But you gotta stand tall and stay so strong/ And it can be hard just to remain calm/ In the eye of the storm/ And it’s winter but it’s warm/ Grab the devil by his horns and it won’t be long/ Before we all get a piece/ And you gotta keep movin' on don’t accept defeat/ I never said much to say the least/ Quiet and reserved/ But ya gotta speak loud to be heard/ But words are quiet/ actions are louder/ Days go by as we change our calendars/ This is America like it or not/ We do not/ have a chance/ or even a fair shot/ So I hang on/ to the days gone/ And I know you’ll come home that’s why I leave the lights on/ Do your thing playa/ Go ahead and play on/ What seems right now really may be wrong/ I’m still here still singin' the same song/ Drinkin' all day or at least until the pain’s gone/ I’m no role model/ don’t say I didn’t try/ You’re livin' the truth or you’re livin' the lie/ You can only get so high before you come down/ And what goes up gotta come back around/ Keep reachin' for the sky with your feet on the ground/ And step lightly/ don’t make the slightest sound/ Hold on to the past with your eyes wide open/ Hold on to the dream and keep wishin' and hopin'/ You’re livin' for anything live for the moment/ You can fix anything even if it’s broken/ Getting high’s really just a way of copin'/ But I hold my own and I really just try to Hold On   Chorus Verse 2: And ya gotta hold on/ Neva let go/ We all age but we may never grow/ We plant seeds then wait for the rain/ And then wonder why our kids all do the same/ I’m getting old now/ Ya I’m washed up/ Not long ago all night I’d stay up/ I tried to show affection to show love/ to be family you don’t gotta have the same blood/ now it seems like I got more friends then enemies/ Smilin' in my face really they pretend to be/ really wishin' me hell to eternity/ And there’s the same hate Cali to Tennessee/ Been a victim of/ all the hate and jealousy/ But this game ain’t fair and there ain’t no referees/ More often than not/ dreams become casualties/ follow your dreams/ just don’t ever follow me/ Feeling like an old man/ Don’t bother me/ Definitely don’t come to me/ for apologies/ don’t ask questions if you can’t face the truth/ I’m quiet in person but I’m loud in the booth/ I hold on to my dream I could really care less/ If you like me or not/ 'cuz I got no regrets/ So take my hand/ I’ma take you where I can/ But I been around the world and I-I-I--/ Ain’t seen the promised land/ Let it be heard let it be known/ been lookin' all around and still ain’t found my home/ If I hold on tight/ I can hold my own/ I’m an old man now God Damn I’m full grown/ The path least traveled is bad to the bone/ And the highway left me back here standin' all alone/ In a room by myself/ drunk and stoned/ Because it’s hard to live your dreams when you can’t hold on/ Chorus

Intro: Ya, alotta people talkin this n that, speakin on my style, speakin on my beats. Now I’m usually a quite dude, but I’m about to set the record straight   Verse 1: I’m the hip hop roughneck/ crossover redneck/ It’s all about the love I give a fuck about a paycheck/ Take that pop shit home homie/ I’ll take a raincheck/ I could give a fuck if I’m playin in your tapedeck/ I do what’s real/ and I do what I love/ Why you on that gangsta shit if you ain’t even gotta gun/ You’re tryin' too hard/ to impress them A&R’s/ Rappin'about weed hoes clothes and your cars/ So what if I’m different/ Fuck you too/ But if you're showin love then I show love too/ Dudes are backstabbers/ smiling in my face/ Then start talkin about me soon as I leave the place/ But karma is a bitch/ what goes around comes around/ So if I get to the top/ I’m not lookin down/ You created a monster/ so turn the speakers loud/ Now dudes askin, "Tycoon, what’s up with a feature now?"/   Chorus Verse 2: So what if I don’t sound like you/ ain’t that a good thing/ To me it’s not a black and white poor or rich hood thing/ I make the kind of music/ that I wanna listen to/ Mad at me/ 'cuz nobody wanna listen to you/ Ya fuckin' right I was a nerd in high school/ I give a shit if your don’t like my music 'cuz your girl do/ --- Haha/ I kid I kid/ I’m just fed up/ I think I blew my lid/ In fact I’m more gangster than you/ but I don’t brag/ I’m a changed man I’d rather rap about that/ Take off them skinny jeans/ and them snapbacks/ I’m in the ring of fire/ beware the back draft/ My love for the music/ is bigger than a contract/ Bound by a desire/ A real artist throwback/ My eye to the sky/ and I’m never gonna go back/ I’m all about the music/ and the real heads know that/ Chorus Verse 3: I’m in the ring of fire and the passion is burnin'/ Music lesson 101 takes notes start learnin'/ What you hear on the radio is not hip hop/ And all country lovers don’t eat at the truck stop/ You think country music is Taylor Swift and Blake Shelton/ Ol' Hank Williams just shed a tear down from heaven/ You think hip hop’s Wacka Flaka n Nick?i/ Dude really 2pac’s hologram should slap you silly/ There’s too much bullshit already/ in the mainstream/ It’s all about image they give a fuck if you can sing/ They make your beats/ and they write your hooks/ Pay for your features/ but the industry are crooks/ homie try something different/ make your own style/ It don’t gotta sell a million/ for it to be worthwhile/ It’s better to lead/ then follow in the shadow/ and if you can’t win the war/ at least win the battle/ Chorus

Verse 1: Leave your lights on at night/ Cuz this world can be scary/ People do lie and no one treats you fairly/ If I make it to heaven/ it’ll be just barely/ Cuz I go to church and I question the Virgin Mary/ What’s real and what’s fake/ Like the Tooth fairy/ If three’s company I’ll be the neighbor Larry/ Confirmed bachelor getting Jack Tripper in trouble/ Everyday we do dirt/ take my bath with double bubbles/ I get dirty/ Look in the camera and smile for the birdie/ I’m up early/ lookin for a bite/ Fishin for a third strike/ Fuck a twilight/ everyone knows vampires come out at night/ anyone’ll lay you out for the right price/ so lock your windows n sleep with a nightlight/ dudes are like Kimbo about to get sliced/ this some shit that you never ever heard in your life/   Chorus: I’m not here/ To sing another sad song/ Things’ve gotta get better before too long/ The big fish swim on the other side of the pond/ So it’s Deuces/ I’m movin’ on/ Survival of the fittest/ Survival of the strong/ But war really comes down to who drops the first bomb/ And it’s scary out there/ So when you go to sleep/ be sure to leave your lights on/ Bridge: Hey Now/ All you sinners/ Put your lights on/ You better leave your lights on/   Verse 2: And I’m white trailer trash from the wrong side of the track/ Mom and dad raised me right but there ain’t no goin back/ Never tried to be white/ Never tried to be black/ Never thought I’d be/ 33 lookin at a heart attack/ Who’s that/ It’s the redneck cracker/ Here to drop the sledgehammer/ Been a rapper/ Since RBL said/ Don’t give me no bammer/ Mind your manners/ You’re in the presence of grown ups like Adam Sandler/ Kepp my ear to the scene/ Stay under the radar/ Leave your lights like Santana and Whitey Ford/ Life got me highly bored can’t afford/ An Accord/ So I married the farmer’s daughter like Pauly Shore/ I was the son-in-law/ But look where that got me/ Nothin’ but in debt/ all alone with no posse/ Leave your lights on and stay up start brewin’ the coffee/ And say your prayers but go and whisper ‘em softly/ Chorus Bridge 2: Hey now/ All you sinners/ Put your lights on Hey now/ All you killers/ Leave your lights on/ You better leave your lights on/ ‘Cuz there’s a monster/ Living under my bed/ Whisperin’ in my ear/ And there’s an angel/ With her hand on my head/ She say I got nothing to fear/ Verse 3: And I don’t know which way to go/ Stuck with my dick in the mud/ A fork in the road/ So I man up and I shoulder the load/ But the weight of the world/ Is a big ass boulder to hold/ Sick of these assholes/ Sick of these dickheads/ People think because I rap I gotta have a big head/ People think because I’m white I gotta be a skinhead/ hellraisin' pinhead/ Get out of bed/ You mothafuckin' sleepy head/ It’s getting hot in here/ Only 'cuz I got hothead/ Hated on like a red-headed stepchild/ Fuck your lifestyle I’m about to go buckwild/ Don’t pay for shit I jump over the turnstyle/ Life’s a lesson/ We gotta turn how/ To sleep without the light on now/ But I can’t right now/ No way no how/ The fuse is already lit/ We just wait for it to go out/   Chorus Bridge

I’m unparalleled / Round and round goes this carousel/ Things are getting worser/ so I’m throwin my verses into wishin wells/ Thinkin well/ Why the fuck not/ Bust back at ya cumquats like buckshots/ Drank whiskey puffed pot/ sniper on ya rooftop/ Five albums tell me who’s hot who’s not/ Who blew up the spot/ Who’s 30 somethin' years old already shell shocked/ Already been to hell and back/ Consultin' the devil about a contract/ But I never got that the devil never got back/ So I keep grindin' twamp sac in my backpack/ One snap full a full blown relapse/ And stop breathing and collapse/ No air or oxygen/ And still here/ Playaz Acknowledgin'/ Back at you the fire starter/ And you fools are soft stool 'cuz my shit's harder/ The late night marauder/ Dressed in full blown body armor/ The safe cracker keep a fade without the barber/ Dressin' real dapper/ But I was the groom left at the altar/ Rap real dirty borderline sometimes vulgar/ You’d need Scully and Mulder/ To decode my G files/ Written down and perfected no time for freestyles/ And I would walk 500 miles/ If that would just go and make you smile/ Ya I’m the original/ Often bitten never beaten/ But I tell ya Jesus I’m overdue defeated/ Unbreakable like Bruce Willis too long/ Not the King of the Hill/ More like the King of Kong/ Ring-a-Ding-Ding-Dong This ain’t no sing along/ Come along with me to Kingdom Come/ There can only be one/ And I’m already chosen/ Bitch take a pic you say I’m already posin'/ And I’m already the greatest/ that you never heard of/ Spread the word of/ This lyrical murder murder/ Red rum red rum/ full blown bedlam/ Listen to these words from Tyson Manson/ And I hate you with a passion/ Love you with a hatred/ I’m exposed full blown naked/ Never quit writin' words are sacred/ Where’d u go?/ Oh you caught the vapors/ So just remember who’s the one that’s doin' this/ Another message from your neighborhood Tycoonius/ Signin off Sincerely/ Yours Truly Live and in the flesh/ Your American Beauty/