Testo Mischievous Louis Logic

Mischievous

Everytime I leave my house, pork patrol wanna seek me out
Did I see it, did I do it? C'mon down to the station house
Chase me down, "Hey, how's that high?" Shine the flashlight around my eyes/
Everytime some coward cries, they doubt that I have an alibi

It's bizarre how I got a disregard, for prison bars, but it isn't hard, to see why I hate the mainstream, and daydream of beatin' Dave Matthews with his guitar
I live to scar you with a lit cigar, if I miss the charts, I'll put a mailbomb in your Christmas card, cause your jealous of the fact that I'm blowin' up and your envious at heart
My true intentions are cruel intentions, new ways to hurt you with new inventions, ya figure you're a star, I'll hit you with a car and flatten you down to 2 dimensions
You want me to be non-violent? It's only gonna happen on the day that I'm silent, which isn't too often, cause I can't be sober till you're standin' over Lou's coffin
Any other time I got a beer in my hand, and mysterious plans to put fear in your fam, And so degenerates cheer for the champ of born losers, hero to weirdos and porn users
My three last shows, were fiascos. This dude came up like, (Kev)"Yo, you see that Ho?" "I dare you to grab her ass" So I grabbed her snatch and had a fight with these three assholes
Now I'm mad at that and there's an APB. The cops kicked my ass when they came for me, like they hold a grudge, so I stood up in the courtroom and told the judge I got ADD

I'm mischievous, I make people want to slit their wrists,
A whole lot of parents and critics is all pissed at this, but they missed the jist, it's just fictitious
I'm mischievous, my songs make kids wanna slit their wrists,
and now a lotta critics and parents is all mad at this, I need clearances to make appearances

Warning, take caution, keep out of children's reach, cause I spill a speech of bad will to teach, and let the psychos fill the streets
A lot of criminals wanna kill police, steal the keys and set the villains free, you better listen kids cause I'm mischievous, so keep out of children's reach

Oh No! I'ma ruin ya whole show, stumble on the stage drunk movin' in slow-mo, cause you wouldn't know dope, even if you woulda sold coke or tried to steal Louis' whole flow
Folks now better than to try and diss, I'll put you in a chokehold, I'm childish, I'll poke wholes in your car tires with my bare hands and sharpened appliances
Cause I'm a product of my environment, so I can't be blamed if my rhymes are violent, cause everytime I'm in silence aleep, sick thoughts creep in behind my eyelids
Rhymes aside skip the dissin' nonsense, we about to have a real pissin' contest. You think I wouldn't let my pee soak your every seam till you weigh as much as Heavy D?
It's a fact misery loves company, and lung disease would work wonderfully, so I teach little kids to smoke, shit it's just a joke and it sounds like fun to me
It's as easy as 1,2,3. C'mon up to the roof and then jump with me, and when they scrape you up from the street, instead of doin' dirt, you'll be burried underneath
From the kids in the projects robbin' stores, to the burbs where they steal from the shoppin' malls
It ain't a mc who don't respect me, so don't get testy, y'all haven't got the balls

I'm mischievous, I make people want to slit their wrists,
A whole lot of parents and critics is all pissed at this, but they missed the jist, it's just fictitious
I'm mischievous, my songs make kids wanna slit their wrists,
and now a lotta critics and parents is all mad at this, I need clearances to make appearances

Warning, take caution, keep out of children's reach, cause I spill a speech of bad will to teach, and let the psychos fill the streets
A lot of criminals wanna kill police, steal the keys and set the villains free, you better listen kids cause I'm mischievous, so keep out of children's reach

When you're slumpin' guys till ya lump they eyes up to a pumpkin's size they like, "Oh No!"
A whole lot of husbands would give me a snuffin' if they knew who I'm fuckin' like, "Oh No!"
If you drank so much that you don't react to an oakwood bat across your boney back, and wake up lookin' in your wallet and you don't see jack it's like, "Oh No!"

Everytime I leave my house, pork patrol want to seek me out Did I see it, did I do it? C'mon down to the station house
Chase me down, "Hey, how's that high?" Shine the flashlight around my eyes
Everytime some coward cries, they doubt that I have an alibi