[verse 1]

Are these lyrics too rough for your ears?!
Am i the reason of your pain and yo' fuckin' tears?!
Good! 'cause i really don't give a fuck
All these mutherfuckers talkin' so loud
But this bitches don't understand
They don't feel my pain
They don't know what the fuck i been through to get where i am
They only see me put on a show with a mic on my hand
lookin' on 'em fancy clothes
But i fucked my whole life trying to get infront of them
And for what ?! i still got no shit!
No recording deal even though i'm killin' mic's
Even though i paint each word on blood from the heart
"Oh T-Miles, he's a freak, he's a thug, he ain't shit"
But T-Miles is a boy with a dream
With no money in his pocket but he's still doing his thing
"Look his words, my kid can't listen that shit"
Good mutherfucka 'cause my words are for them
who can relate with it!
I lived shit so im putting pain in it
I can't sing for happy days cause i neva lived shit
So stop using my name and move the fuck on
'for i shove your kids head in yo ass together with this microphone!

yeah yeah with this microphone (ftffptpp ma m ma ftffpt with this microphone)