Ah bigneks stickin up for proliphiks/
Ur neck mus make one hell of a snap...when i break it/
Come to think where the fucks Bollington i never heard of that place/
Oh thats where they hide the weak fags and rapists away/
I aint a puppy be glad im barkin and not biting/
Coz when i attack ur descriptions...a flash of lightning/ (descrip of me)
And mush ha faggot i'll crush u like mash/
But i aint good @ cookin i'll leave bubbles of blood and bits of yo ass/
Forget my name quickly coz i aint forgivin/
Or find urself hung, cut up, upside down blood drippin!/