Philosopher's Throne

I pull off with my ****** finna throw a fit
I pull up on a ******, I dont say *******t, she gettin in
But I had to kick her out cuz I aint tell her ass to get in
I embarrass her in front of her little friends
You see, I do a lot of *******t now just because I can
I could kill a man with my bare ****** hands
And I dont need a gun to ****** help with my defense
You play with me, Ill hang em up on the front fence
Leave it up to me, Im Terrortuga Man, the prince
And I dont give a ****** about nothing but a spliff
You switch it back to us, my whole squad smokin ghost dust *******t
Couldnt pull my damn blunt with a tow truck
Leave it up to me, I smoke the whole thing, one puff, I had enough
I aint finna mingle with no ****** boy
Which one Imma hit first when I come for em?
Cant sit back, ****** Im trynna go and look for em
Squad said to chill man, them little ******s aint that important
I said yea, you right my boy, now its time to get to smoking
See me on a mountain looking out, Im cold as Nova Scotia
You can sip some lean, little ******, I drink my own potion
All these little ******s dont even know where they goin
I trip a fool so easily cuz he dont know what he doin
I make a make a new tag and lay it up on you ****** ******s
Dont come asking me about ***** **t, I dont talk about nothin, ******
I think Ive seen too much, Im trapped inside a trip, ******
Now I be zoning in and zoning out until I see the children
Now I feel a little better, Im smoking on the ceiling
Im like Mifune I aint puny
Ill surround your building
Its just me, and my shadow clones, finna get em
You see me chillin on a *******p, smokin on a twister
She got respect for me, look how she call me 'sir' and 'mister'
Im like chill ******, Im young, but I dig the gesture
Now pull up to the show, look like Limp Bizkit in it
You see, the line too long, they think that Kurt Cobain up in it
Im like the new Foo Fighter, I dont like to ****** with ******s
I been through *******t that took the pain up off my whole picture
I turn the other cheek if she pass a swisher
Im Mr. Excellent, Philosopher, Professor
Im not easily impressed, Im pressin extra pressure
I pull up and make a hater wanna find the exit
Im headed back to Texas but I aint got no exs
Who is Rob Dyrdeks friend? ****** Im more reckless
I pull in, doin 100 through whoevers section
I aint switchin back for nothin, Tortuga heaven
I run this whole damn city cuz nobody livin
I clean the blood off my door, cuz here come the children
You give no ****** about no hater, nor no imitator
When you the only damn captain sittin at the table
You ******!