don't worry I won't fuck ya bitch but I'll beat her up an I won't stop befo my knuckles broke violence cured my disordered libido ain't keen on human beeings in general grown up beyond society I know antisocial drug addicts only usually pissed of beeing depressed that's why ya should watch ya mouth I don't fuck around I mean what I say, bitch I ain't no actor when I catch ya outside I'll break ya nose straight without introduction, bitch I ain't no wrestler I'm a split minded creature changin my mind everyday character switchin like the licence plates am I dead or alive if this ain't hell then hell must be a very special place enslaved by drugs, that's what I am I curse this day I curse this town death pumps my sound that's why I'm still around fuck this city without drugs I'm nothin but a bag of flesh and bones even if my tears could heal deadly deseases I would only cry in battle I'm on the battlefield without a sword just with my bare fists an my teeth I run upon the enemy riskin everything I'm slowly becomin aware of what I dare I'm slowly becomin aware ey bitch I suggest u better go back to where ya came from an stay there for the rest of my time because I'm brutal useless for your uses ain't got no solutions for my problems I'm a desastermind I'm a lone alpha-wolf I'm frustrated, hatred grows well in my wiltened garden of pain can't ya see it in my eyes glowing through the skimask that ya better keep distance I'm unknown still fuckin with my patience is a public known mistake ey, snakepitch heretic unwanted child ya bitch I'm an messed up accident uninvited guest party plague they wanna get rid of mine at least we share one interrest after all bitch u know I won't die of a natural cause more somehtin like a deathcramp in case I choose to quit I'll commit suicide by cop but I'll make sure that I take at least three with me before they hit me just to add some sense to my death what have I become hell I don't know the only thing I know is that hell must be a very special place bitch I'm slowly fading that mph ain't gettin me high no more guess the end had begun watchin my body decay everday a little bit more but the steps gettin bigger ain't feelin my toes no more numb like my consciousness anger grows fast shut the fuck up I'm simply not able to relax there just ain't no way cleaning up this mess in my head without making a mess I'm slowly becomin aware of what I dare still I don't beware of death I'm slowly becomin aware of what I dare still ain't got no respect for death

dare x5 ain't dead yet eternal stranger creepin through the wasteland chillin like a lion anesthesized like a pro gettin head of a hoe I don't forgive so think twice befo u act bitch don't dare shit u'll regret later let me show u how I roll no risk no fun russian roullete >pumpgun bitch, I don't give a fuck always lookin for that thrill don't know where I go smokebox in the cockpit bitch I'm high like a stealth jet fighter pliot lusting for blood like a vamp, I need to compensate my anger I gotta cut a bitches face up befor I force her to suck can't play with me bitch I'm a super-sayan live by my own rules I do my thang like the mayan ain't lavayan, bitch I pray for real pig slayin g's got my respect don't ya ever dare putting dirt on my name I will make ya regret bitch I act in the name of the serpent serpent humans are toys I just can not stop foolin people for joy u an your boys fit in my pockets easily still got space for some rappers make way u ain't able to impress me never blaze up anger of those who know curses working fine but in your case simple physical hurting will do the job boys talk shit but don't want no struggle I don't leave u a choice bitch I'm not jesus never blaze up anger of those who know curses working fine but for your faces simple physical harming will do the job boys talk shit but don't want no struggle I don't leave u a choice bitch I'm not jesus

ey where dat dragon at x5 ey ey where dat dragon at x6 ey where dat fuckin dragon hiding at ey where dat dragon at they say I'm chasin sometimes I can feel dat fucker hidin behind my back still I couldn't see him yet might just been lookin through the gab of his legs everytime I dared a look in the back I don't know guess the chase goes on is it really around or just bound with my brain seems like I gotta go deeper into the hollow gotta get it out of my head put the case that I'm chasin a ficitonal beeing still I can hear the bass of his breaths when I'm tryna sleep deeply in the back but clear enough no turning back now the search gotta go on I grab the torch an run further into the woods won't turn around ain't no place where I'm welcome to be worried about not to make it back to no one waitin no more worries bitch I ain't got nothn to loose still I don't know how to beat him when I find him gotta trust in my instincts spotting his weakness is the key just need to stay calm when I stand in front of the door figuring out fitting one to unlock revealing the secret hidden beneath ain't no second chance winning this fight at least I got one try, gotta be enough where dat dragon at x6 where dat fuckin dragon at ey where dat dragon at x5 where dat fuckin dragon hidin at u fuckin pussy

u sure u wanna fight me last two times someone tried to knive me just got me two more knives if u g why u smell like fear what ya figuring out in the moment is a bad idea it's two on one as long as u fight fear your shit ain't dope, just bullshit I bet those full clips you've been talkin of are full still bitch u ain't shootin shit u might be able foolin your bitch but ya ain't got what it takes to get my attention posers of your kind II'm revealing within seconds those streets I'm ridin on ain't showin up on your radar I'm rollin beyond your imagination my head is achin so heavy I'm not sure If I'll stand it any longer might not even make it till tomorrow might just get an overdose jump into the bathtub, slit my wrists an drop a hairdryer in the water just to make sure that I won't have to explain shit to no one cause I like gettin things done first try gonna burn in hell anyway no matter what, that's wassup mortal danger is barely high enough I just never get enough I don't wanna chill I wanna pop pills I get my drugs supplied via plane when I hear the sound of the ration drop in front of my hideout I go outside, grab it quick go back hiding inside I gotta get my stuff done shoot my head >dum dum snakepitch gone closed coffin, still they ain't won cold case snakepitch gonna come back sooner than expected possessing a haters bitch just grabbin that body like a human trader once risen ain't no way gettin rid don't u try any tricks daring an exorcism ain't recommended because that'll just get your bitch killed x2