saladin that was poor, is that all you got
and then you got the cheek to call me the laughin stock
im fed up with your bullshit, imma have to finish you off
your not wanted, like the bit on beer, you know, the shitty froff
you cant do this solo, so the warlords were fuckin found
whilst readin this shit, i know for a fact, i've left you spellbound
you callin me a cow hah, well you i'm about to spay
im a pimp, your the one who still masturbates
in a pm bitch you go personal, you had to call me a german
you wanna be a dope emcee, your more like a fake eric sermon
you sick saladin, wot the fuck is goin on with the infintacide
stay back from fiori, unless you wanna get shocked with my mastermind
this faggot saladin remind me of that bender Graham Norton
when the warlords go down droppin bombs hes like ''oh, look, i caught em''
out of all da lads your momma has to go and tell me
cant keep the secret no more about that bitches mastectomy (lol)
saladin the war-lord, who you fightin for, us or iraq
dont you dare turn away and stab the U.S in da back
the ''warlords'', your all whores, you all WANNA rap
like assassins, you betta back up when my 9 goes clap
unlike the last battle, this time i'll be impressin
unlike saladin cos this time round hes hit and gone missin
to help you emcee, i think a dope rapper needs to be hired
by the sounds of your crew, it looks like the white jokes have backfired
your style is poor, it isn't dope its more like funky
so fuck you and tell your chums youv'e just been beat by honkey

warlords, more like gaylords. lol