Congrats-Keenan Layne

Yeah uh Congratulations are in order So uh yeah Congrats Congratulations on being jaded you made it Now you’re overly hated You’re nothing but a waste of time I’d rather save mine Motherfucka’ better fall in line Don’t make me pull up with the nine and put a bullet through your spine I’m doing fine I wanna keep it that way So you can call me if you find you something to say Like congratulations are in order kick down the door then I’m more than what I’m made to be and you’d hate to see me succeed Let me plant a seed in the dirt of your mind That you desperately need to feed your inhibitions Yeah I’ve grown suspicious cause fuckers like you are know to be fictitious But I’m a real rapper so in actuality you look delicious But it ain’t personal you know this is just business baby C’mon you know what I’m about I got that shit on lock right here beneath the glock Fuck I didn’t check the clock I gotta go, I gotta go I can’t be late make no mistake I got my shit together for the better cause I learned there is no lesser when it comes to evil Bitch I’m indigenous to the wickedness I’m highly infamous can’t you tell my potential is limitless Like Keanu from matrix Yeah let’s kick it back to basics I’m here to rap my lyrics to critics who drive Honda civics All this shit is a gimmick you idolize a rapper Then you start to mimic his every action to gain some kind of traction But you make a fraction of what he does You can’t create a buzz Your favorite rapper just died from an overdose of drugs Now you’re stuck being the local plug I think it’s time you unplug from society Now on the opposite side of the spectrum Sits a dude who graduated from college So congratulations on your college applications Workin’ 9-5 to supply for your corporate enterprise I can see it in your eyes You hate yourself and you hate the lies but this is the price Education ain’t free although it oughta be But who are you to me I’m just the guy who writes about killing sprees and smokin’ trees Don’t listen to me I just tell it how it is And this is how it goes you gotta understand This is your path the one you’ve chose But you don’t have to walk it alone And no you don’t have to atone for your sins For we are men of the immortal kin And with this pen Ill write you a letter and it’ll gonna say Congratulations for wasting your life chasing money right until the clock hits 5 You’re barely alive and Ill always wonder why You did it to yourself You could’ve had it all you could’ve had it you could’ve You could’ve told me it got this bad And I would’ve been glad to sit down and talk it through with you But now it’s to late I got to much on plate Just listen here's the plan just grow up and be a motherfuckin’ man And get your shit straight I’ll wait, And just like that Congrats