Context (feat. City Morgue)

I'm a bad boy, yeah I say bad things
I get a rush of paranoia when my phone rings
Oh my God, holy shit I better watch my mouth
I better staple it shut before I fuck this up
For all my homies, yeah you don’t know me
I got more morale up in my mind than all them holy phonies
Throw this brain in the bin, the devil put me on this planet to offend

Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?

Substitution, intellectual property
That’s not what I said, there ain’t nothing wrong with me
I don’t care how you feel, I don’t care how you feel
I'm just tryna be real, I'm just tryna be real

Please don't take me outta context
Please don't take ne outta context
Did a lot of shit can't confess
Did a lot of shit can't confess
My bitch got the stick in her sundress
My bitch got the stick in her sundress
Niggas get hit tryna run left uh
Pass me the stick got one left uh
This not a vet this a tonker truck
Niggas aint ever going bonkers
Niggas aint never seen a monster
Load that fucking rocket launcher up
Du du du du du
Its fucking over when that silencer
Reload
Sleazy

Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?
Why you gotta take me outta context?

Another victim of society
I'm going nowhere, why they following me?
So you can go and point the finger at each other all you want
Your talking’s never stopping me