mic testing about all you're good for
unless you want a new career as gay men's butt-whore
sure, you've battled here shitloads more
but I battle cold in da deadzone rapcore
year, my brain is switched-off today
otherwise you'd have no chance at all, e'say
let's look at what you said, wot? soon I'll be dead?
how you gonna manage that when I've cut off your head
with my ninja sword (came free with my Ford)
I will call you gimp and you can call me My Lord
before I finish you off, good
kick it like I should
you want a metal casket or do you much prefer wood?