Текст песни Now You See My Life - Deuce

There once was a kid named Deuce
Who got sick and tired of being picked on
So he got himself a nice .22
Click-boom, now he′s on the fucking news
Now, who's the king of these rap acts, American badass?
They say he′s a class act, no wonder he's jabbed at
That's why they put me up in lights and I rap back
And half these critics wanna mimic my crack ass
He ain′t no cynic, but he knows where your dad′s at
They ain't gon′ finish till they send you to Baghdad
And minute by minute, they gon' pull you right in it
You gon′ end up at clinics because they put you on Xinix
But don't you worry, I′m back, yeah, Deuce is back with a black hat
Cape and a black cat, baby, I'm the new Batman
You know only Sarah can grab that
I don't need no groupies trying to grab at my pants
Hoping I′mma go back and tax that
I ain′t ending up in no place with no bad rash
How come I get laughed at by media trash bags?
Just because I'm white and I sing like I′m half-black?
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have and you know that′s too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that′s silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Soon as my voice touches or even gets close to a track, it′s
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat, I′m dropping bombs on they asses
Burn you up in the ashes, yeah, I'm back to my old tactics
Rapping to slay faggots and rappers who ain′t have
What it takes, so I straight jack 'em, slap ′em, I ain't laughing
This is where it gets tragic, homie, you ain′t matching
Me or my rhymes, half-black, half-white rapper trying to downgrade my skills
Telling everyone I'm whack, shit, what about your habit?
Slanging dope on the streets from your one-bedroom apartment
"Hey look, it's me Cartman, I′m retarded"
Don′t get me started how these old farts trying to pick apart my religion
Of course I'm gifted, ain′t no God, but I'm lifted
Listen, I′m the Wiz Kid who grew up a little different
Welcome to my life, bitch, it's my last mission
Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can′t have, and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that′s silly
But you want what you can′t have, and you know that's too damn bad
I was born to rip shit, born with too much wit
That′s why they call me the Wiz Kid 'cause I drop hits
Mimic me? I′m too sick; you can't hang, I′m too quick
What's my name? Deuce, bitch, it's the new shit
Leaving egos bruised in, yeah, you′re trapped, you′re stupid
Trying to step in my shoes, but it's foolish
I′m cuckoo, homie, I got screws loose
Fuck too, you can kiss my ass too, bitch
You and your Doctor Phil affiliates
You're worth two cents of my time and a few bars, so move, bitch
As long as I′m doing music, I'mma be a nuisance, it′s a new movement
Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that′s silly, know that′s silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that′s too damn bad
Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
You want what you can't have, and you know that′s too damn bad
Try and take my pride? We both know that's silly, know that′s silly
But you want what you can't have, and you know that's too damn bad