Look at his name it's Razor, why? He likes to shave his legs
Run 'em over with my Blazer, Die, You now look like scrambled eggs
I'll scrap you off the sidewalk, and feed you to your dad
He'll probably die from shock, but the rest of us will be glad
Your girl will be sort of mad, your family will be left sad
They've been shown whos bad, don't fuck with the JRad