Verse 1 - E Luv
I'm at the point in my life where I want to tell people to grow the fu-- up
I put the gun up - motherfu--ers ain't even worth fu--in' up
You fu--in' suck - shut the fu-- up, and I AM the shi-
Not a piece of shi-, but the shi- you just can't fu-- wit'
'Cause you're fu--ing stupid - what was it we used to call it
Triflin', yeah that was it - worth about little more than nothin'
Ridicule, the butt of the jokes - my polar fu--in' opposite
Stage left I exit when I see you comin' - don't wanna fu--in' be bothered

When you were doin' whatever the fu-- you do - shi-, I don't even know
I was puttin' lyrics to beatz - posted up in the studio
When you were all libidinous, promiscuous, fu--in' bitc-es
I was sittin' in courses of course it's not glorious learnin' the business
But I did the shi- regardless and sat my as- at the front of the class
So I could absorb all the knowledge - never missed a day, perfect attendance
Grades weren't the greatest but I did my best
Besides the grade is only as important as how you apply it

In real life, not just on paper, in theory, or in practice - I passed the test
Could've taught the class knowing now what I wish I'd known back then
Don't ever in your life compare me to you...who the fu-- are you
Motherfu--er FU-- you - callin' my life uneventful, when it's purposeful
I did and will always continue to do what the fu-- it is I want to do
Half-hearted/half-wit - fu-- as- fool, nothin' more than typical
They say the Lyrics of My Life flow like sands through the hour glass
Well mine may have been half-empty, but I never lived life half-as-ed


Verse 2 - E Luv
You motherfu--az keep bringin' that old E Luv shi- up out of me
Just won't let a motherfu--er be - won't let me be at peace
Oh no you don't want that - you seem to want some o' dis
Do you really want the vicious back with all that ultra-violence
Verbally abusive, I try to do this without cussin' but it's just fu--in' useless
So get fu--in' used to it as I have over the years - expect nothing less
And no less than the best - I beat the fu--in' best
Snatched they shi- - laid them bitc-es to rest in pieces

Pieces of shi- - I CAN'T rest - fools won't let me, nope
Won't be any hope or mercy, mercy look down on me like I'm on dope
Fu-- that shi-, you must be on crack - fu-- you bitc-
Fu-- your professional opinion - I talk to teddy bears, you can't win
Let me vent - somehow I've gotta express all of these pent up emotions
Lyrics be the outlet - it would be a bad fu--in' idea to hold this in
And have me explodin' like when you go two weeks without ejaculation
Except in this instance, I'd be killin' off your family and friends

Killin' off you sons of bitc-es sun up to sun down
Never to see the sun rise again the devastation is astounding
Showcasing a resounding victory - when your soul leaves your body
Leaving you hollow and blind - never to see the ability of these lyrics and beatz
Rather the E-L-U-V be quiet, be nothin', be silent
You should just be still, be prepared, and beware of The Egregious I
And not just what I've done but of what is to come - oh it's comin'
I'm actually in a good mood - motherfu--ers better run


Verse 3 - E Luv
So there you have it - the work ethic and the mentality of the method
I already told you what shi- ain't work, so the remainder is the message
I'm not to be messed wit', fu--ed wit', played wit' - don't bullshi-
Don't go there, motherfu-- it - I snapped, with Violent Advocations
What the fu-- am I advocating - I'm just ranting and raving
A motherfu--ing mad man - case can be made that I'm half crazy
Crazed as the original namesake writin' fu--ed up poetry
Buffalo Grove, my city - y'all motherfu--az already know it's me

What does this say about E Luv, what does it say about you
Perhaps if you'd shut the fu-- up and listen, maybe you'd have a clue
I gave you all the clues - all the tools to let your bitc- as- in
My lifeblood flows from my pen - bless the pad from holy absorption
Don't want no pity - don't need no sympathy, now isn't that interesting
Just want people to listen to me, but they try to jack my creativity
Don't take my shi- seriously, critiquing without even first experiencing
But that is who the fu-- I be - myself must be too hard to believe

This ain't no fu--in' joke to me, I do this for my health and sanity
See through the cussing, and there lies substance aplenty
In light of and in the wake of you fake motherfu--ers who turned your back on me
So overtly, overly critical of something you could never be
And the beatz be bangin' - take my mind away from the bullshi-
My escape, runnin' from nothin' - this is one way to face up to it
Face up to the fact that I throw so much of myself into this
Take a precalculated risk on the Recondite Soul of the I that's Egregious