i got this feeling like im battling n sync, be afraid of me bitch dont think dont even blink, ull never find me im hiding under ur kitchin sink//
they call u the young hercules, ur more like a guy who hugs trees/
ur a broke ass wigger, who puts a cap gun to his head and pulls the trigger//
dumbass ur not dead// get off the floor and try again//
if at first u dont succeed/ stop cuz u aint never gonna achieve//
dont ever think im done with u cuz i got something always up my sleeve/i live in the dark/ haunt u when the lights go out/
well cuz wat i read ur mind and i know everything ur gonna say/
"hey cyris im gonna inflict u with my deadly virus that runs through ur fuckin iris"
bitch its been said and if u say it again ill make sure ur bloody and dead//