You think you all that well i clashed wit titants and made them sumbmit
Yo if you think you clash wit me then you must be on dumb shit
Cuz ill kill you fuck ya hoes ya mother and then ya grandma
So if you think that ill fight you and the battle ill hand ya
If so, you must be fucked, strobe should just ban ya
See ill hide in the club like the nerd in the lunch room
Next thing you now in a blood filled tub wit your hunched groom
See evan as a homosexual you can't score a deecent man
You aint intulectual, you fuck up your most recent fan
You could drop three track a day for two years
And still ill have no fuckin hitts fo me too fear
Don't think im racistes i just hate every one here
But i don't care if you black white or a jew when you got me in a fight
If you family or crew shit you accepted and its all right
But i dont care who ya don, jest don't run up balstin
Im wereing teflon so ya life wont be lastin
And ya crew will choke up and be over
Then ill smoke stuff and find a cover