SUCKERZ DEMONDICE

[Verse 1]
Got somethin' strange for you
Rearrange that monochromatic view!
Need a little bit of Dice in your life to decipher the mystery leavin' ya feelin' blue
Rappin' somethin' moody, the flavor is tooty-fruity, loosy goosy can't afford to be choosy when you're so morbidly
Not man enough, not black enough, not trap enough, and you laugh it up!
But the twenty first century is hell bent on seeing that I'm
Guaranteed a "Good life,"
To live and die a "Good wife!"
"Parkin" in the "highland"
Leave ya smilin' like a psycho with a KNIFE!
Blind with the Maserati
That soccer-mom life got me dry-heaving
Like thanks but no thanks
No money in the bank but I got a lotta stories for ya!
Mobbin' down in Shibuya you'll find me at the concert
This is who you made me boys, I'm FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER!!!
No doubt, but I'm not gonna spell it out???
I'm gonna make that shit poetic
If you're smart then you'll get it
Remember Dice is the one who said it
These O.G.s are feeling me nothing short of a miracle
All my fellas tellin' me that I should brand myself like "Cereal"
A serial rapper?
The only caps I bust are snap-backs
In shades of whites and blacks
Chewin' hard facts
'till they're juicy like fruit snacks!!!
But the apathy's too taxing, waxing on and off!
When I max out all this EXP ya betcha gonna know ME!!!