matter of a fact i was born in london, if you look a bit under you might see I was raised in somerset/
least ive been places to places, and don't get beat up unlike you cuz ur rasist/
stupid clown what the fuck are you blind, im blocking your style, like putting you in the electric chair in green mile/
frazzle your brain with a dry sponge, like purcy, fryin a prisoners brain out/
im on fire my lyrics fly like spit fires, killing natzies shooting kurnivas/
if you become famouse, im gonna buy a ticket just to come and whip your ass/
i'll rip you away in a flash, smash your head with pump from a bysical/
several times, till you have internal bleeding and need twenty stitches/
i'll pretend to lend you a job at a furnace, when trickin you to gettin your head pulled head first in a furnast/
leaving you burnt like firework went off in ur face/
you don't have anything on me, this bitch needs to be tested, for rabies i think he's infect, got a mental desease, there looking it up tryin to find it/
no answer case closed, find a new transplant to sergically remove his brain out/
I insist with pliers the size of mount evorist, clamp and split the roof of the top of brain skull/
flew off like a frizbee catching it, putting it in a microwave to eat it/
this guys been fucked away by popa doc, a mysterious furious time bomb/
everything you say i say backwards, guess thats my way to ignore ya/#
negelected unerected penis, unusen, ready for your daddys action 2morrow/
im hot stuff, to ruff for you to handle, you get flown away like taz mania, spinning/