Yo I'm two faced, Bugged the *** out like Mr Furley
So when I swing a fist of fury y'all can kiss the jury
scrap back the *** up we miss the brewery
hurry Im tryin to pick up Cage's sister early
me n greed smoke weed and OD
we're so keyed there's no need to stop the nosebleed
I need a casket, I killed some conceded bastard
and beat his *** with a bat wrapped in a sheet of acid
a pre-disaster
snoring captains
your styles monotonous like warren job is
I come to the battle and beat you with foreign objects
Im dumber than oklahoma ignoring bomb threats
Im dumber than trying to start a war with 'nam vets
My metaphors are like a set of jaws
I get applause, cos people would rather hear mine instead of yours
still on the run from stabbing a *** in the side
so Im hitching this ride with the motherfuckin indiginous tribe