Never Been The Type Freestyle

[Intro]
Yeah, I figured I'd do this one
Since I am up early out my casket, you feel me?
Hah
I know there's a lot of types out there, huh
Got these dudes rollin' around jammin' R&B, and shit
We got these motherfuckers who love that so-called "swag" shit
Fuck swag
I ain't never been the type, you feel me?
Let's go, uh

[Verse]
I never been the type to ride around and jam love shit
But that don't mean that I can't love shit, I love this
This sick shit, stirrin' 'em like Bisquick
Leavin' 'em with their wrist slit, fuckin' with mе
My baby mama jammed some love shit on Halloween, wе got in a fight over that shit
Fuck you mean? I'm gettin' out of this car and I'm takin' this baby with me
She better off with me anyway
I seen her plenty days, when's the last time you showed your face? No place
Nowhere to be found, you ain't got no taste, bitch
I'm motherfuckin' chillin' on it, yet still I'm on it
She say "I'll make you sink to your stomach" "Bitch, I'll make you spill your vomit"
Feel the comet comin' at you, this is deep impact
When I send a verse back, I don't leave a single person intact
I been bad, this ain't no comedy like Sinbad
I sin bad, makin' 'em break like a thin bag
End that piece of shit verse you been writin'
I been lyin' out on an aircraft swing and then divin'
Five-thousand leagues into the sea, then enticin'
Jaws to run, and Aquaman to give up his trident
Do you think you could think of wordplay like that? They're still tryin'
I thin-slice a beef jerky Colombian bison, I mean honey bison
What more do they want? The money's risin'
Yet still I can't get a commission, yet still you want me tryin', sayin' "Hi"
And askin' if they want a free sample
I hope Texas Best Smokehouse goes out like a green candle
I got mean handles when I'm on that like Kareem Campbell
And I know my brother got that medal for obscene [?]
Droppin' on everyone else like [?]
While he be in the dust of my grr meep-meep
Takin' off like Road Runner like meep-meep ny-nyoom-nyoom
Somebody thinkin' they're bringin' it better than mine, what you gon' do- do?
You can't fu- fumes -umes with my fu- fu- fuck stick
Huck this, puck-puck, bitch, I fuck 'em up quick
So shut your fucked lips, you can't get with this
This ripgut sick shit, cannibalistic
Can I get stati- stati- stic? Come close
I run off, I disappear like a ghost
I am the paranormal activity
Grab an axe and whack his head like it's a wicker tree
'Cause I'm the Wickerman, I don't know of a sicker man
If you can find a sicker man, I stick a man with a knife in hand
Knife in hand, slicin' 'em, it's excitin' when I'm doin' it
I'm chewin' it, spewin' it, who knew it's the crudest shit?
Who knew it's the rudest? Balloons blowin' up like (*boom*) and shit
And this the shit, this the shit you been waitin' for, Pixy Stix
Fairy dust, motherfuckin' Fun Dip bitches
Come get tickets to my fuckin' funhouse, bitches
Tongue gets wicked- wicked- wicked
If- if- if it- Jiminy Cri- Crickets
I am the si- sickest in the funhouse
Don't bring along your dumb spoues
She'll end up drunk on the couch before I rip her lungs out
I'll leave you spun out, walkin' through my hamster wheel, I'm amped to kill
Get snatched by the cold hands of steel
Fuck the Man of Steel, I'm a Zod-like demon
That's feignin' to leave you tied up in the trunk of a tanned slim DeVille
Cadillac Coupe DeVille, shoot to kill, UZI spillin' bucket shells
I mean buckets of blood and bullet shells
I'm pullin' shells back with Dylan, the hidden doors of Hell
"[?]" oh well, you're gettin' wrecked by a broke-ass SOB
So help me if I let a millionaire flow as dope as me
You better hope the key fits the lock, you're tellin' me to set you free?
To let you free, you're gonna need one hell of a Skeleton Key
To reread the Pelican Brief, this visit won't be brief
You won't be able to breathe when I take you on the killing spree funhouse coaster ride
You poser, I oughta rip you up out of your overalls
It's over, I told you it's over, why?
I'm override, I'm overkill, I'm overwilling to kill you
What the fuck will you do? (What you gon' do?)
Know what I'll do? (What's that?)
Huh I'm not the type, I'll take you out dude (Take 'em out, bitch)

[Outro]
Hah, I'm not the type
I'm not the type, motherfucker, I'm not the type to fuck with
(Way too motherfuckin' unorthodox)