Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yo

I'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz judging a book by its cover

Think a pretty motherfucker won't get fouled mouth and grimey on a nigga

Know what I mean yo



[Louis Logic]

I'm willing and able, to start spilling a fable

But first quench my thirst to keep my syllables stable

I spent the rent on drinking and now they killing my cable

In love with lady liq', still my faithful

Sometimes I need a face full of breast

At times I make hateful threats

And practice distasteful sex

But my thirst for spitting rhymes is two times my unquenchable thirst

For snatching a verse that isn't mine

My first bitin' line of coke, was the dope I spit in this rhyme I wrote

And quoted in my linear notes, my warped mind will find a joke in eulogies

And though hell hurts, I'm so well versed in tom foolery

That I have to practice it, with backwards activist

That manages to hold one of the highest batting averages

We'll run up in your studio with scattered savages

Trample you, sample it, and leave you down in bandages



[Chorus]

[scratching: Eminem] "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me"

Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse

Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out

Loud Mouth and I



[Louis Logic]

My ex called me sexist when I called her a bitch

I was drunk though, excuse me if I faultier a bit

Your punk flow wouldn't get you through one show

Cause what you rip you unsown, launching beer bottles from the front row

A mad bandit, pillaging cribs with panhandles

I'll burn your offices and have your promo ad cancelled

Push back your release date, beating street teams in each state

For their free tapes, and escape with a clean slate

I'm Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Suspsion, obnoxious devil throwing peace signs

But I'm guilty like Richard I'm Nixon, sickness infliction

Vicious condition, that causes me to cook in the bathroom and shit in the kitchen

I fir the description, I'm sick, twisted, I'm strange

A kid that's deranged, lobotomized and missing a brain

Sodomized with a liquor bottle and few cool brews

A silly coo-coo with a few screws loose



[Chorus: x2]

[scratching: Eminem] "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me"

Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse

Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out

Loud Mouth and I



[Louis Logic]

I practice peer pressure and promote unsafe sex

On my tour of beer lectures, with one day left

I'm one stray head who corrupts the youth, fuck the truth

I plug drugs as a substitute

I'm a teacher in your district, leading you to mischief

Feeding you linguistics that's featured on my discus

I need to be enlisted in clinics, for exhibiting sickness

And eating cat until the clitoris twitches

Beating rap and leave it in stitches and wounds

The deepest that I get is when my dicks in the wombs

I put my fist to buffoons, and on the rare occasion

When I'm drunk for days in put my lips to balloons

Spaced out like I live on the moon, Randy Kaufman

You're line and some vodka, yeah and it's often

And I'm not just standing sportsmen, a hundred MCs

I'm unfriendly, spitting until my tongues empty



[Chorus: x2]

[scratching: Eminem] "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me"

Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse

Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out

Loud Mouth and I