Frozen with heat, hear that horn, it's the sound of Retreat/
Run for the Hills-Billy, cuz my lyrics will tenderize ya like Mallets to Meat/
I spit at true Zero degrees, where electrons cease to flow, ~N~ blood coagulates at the Knees/
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If you reply please remove all tears from ya eye's, cuz my heat will definalty boil your each every try/
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Frozen with heat, is the herb I chosen to beat, cuz ya Contra-DICK, 'terms' like 'collegent' Faggots in heat.../