My record was 3-3, half an hour before, to the minute//
Should have battled ‘Rav’ for all, would be 6-0 with 1 imm-inent//
Like shadows in the night you distort and try to fright//
Then I turn on the bulbs, flood ya space with me-ta-pho-ric light//
Like an Indian medicine man, I’ma bout to free your mind//
Send ya to the other side, with ya own kind, deaf, dumb and blind//
This aint your vocation, dun jumped the line before ya makin//
Get back over the fence from WORTH IT to STOP TRYING YA FAKIN//
No good tryin to ban me, cos I don’t cheat in this RB//
Leavin ‘Ravenous’ hungry, cos aint never gonna stomach this MC//
Pretend you’re the ‘butcher’ and I’m the razor sharp knife//
Without me your useless, no more carving ya blunt for life//
No my name isn’t a woman’s, so don’t make that mistake//
Still gonna murk RavenousButcher leave him pissing in his quake//
This crazy kid thinks he can really give some decent spit//
The only way he does that, is cos he’s got a fuckin lithsspp!………