I never carry a gun

I just carry my tongue

When it's not knee deep in pork

It's acidic and forked



I'd mission abort

Don't need no permission to start

Rip apart every synapse and spark

'Til you're clutchin' your heart



Playin' Mario Kart

With Wesley Clark

Make like Corey Heart

And wear my shades when it's dark



Don't retort or remark

You'll get Dizzy G Cheeks

With a mouth full of fart

*fart noise*



I'm Slaughter comma Sarge

AKA Commissar

Ballin' like stalin' from USSR

Shit's so fluid so far



Thanks to Matt on guitar

Yo DJ, take 'em to the part

Where I turn rap into art



Yeah, motherfucker

Check this shit out



I'm a bad ass

I ain't gonna fuckin' spell it

I get up on the mic

And then I fuckin' yell it



No need to embellish

I'm selfishly hellish

Equatorial insect repellent

The like's of which you never delt with

Motherfucker