cant be bothered waitin dont even care wat you got

methane stinks like pup
wiv shit stuck to his but yet he still dont give a fuck
filthy fucker buggerin his brother in front of his mother
his under cover lover lubricatin him with butter
this insetuas freak cant get a real women
methane comin straight out your ass
putrid stupid ass ignorant piece of pikey trash
i bust garage jungle hip hop bangra house tekno
i can even rhyme on samba
a tru lyrical pro
but you punk are an iliterate hoe
probably a lyrical burgalar
step to da mic an ill lyricaly murder ya
ya not herd of an energetic mother fucker like me
beat ya wiv my leather belt physicaly lyricaly any way you want it to be
i forgot you a freak ass bastard probably into bondage
so i take that line back cos you'll think its a promise
to be honest you started this beef
so youll end up herbish, son of a curdish cursed bitch
still gettin nursed for the herpies on the end of ya cursed dick
lets talk about garage
in this rhythm ill damage ya with flows ya cant manage make ya feel like a premature baby back in his carrige
ya got no skills ya got no talent
dont even reply cos this will still be off balance
your a flop, you insestuas homosexual asexual
its inevitable you read this then sit back in ya chair like a braindead vegetable
mundane methane wants some cheap fame REFRAIN,
an take ya faggart ass home got off of this street game.


safe