When we out, riding round, we dont skrrt, skrrt
Bending corners very slowly, like the speed hurt, hurt 
Say you got that work, but bitch, you unemployed
Yes, I surely get annoyed
With all of that Im the man from little boys
I get shit bumping, like I got no choice
Jump in the hearse before I hop in a Royce
Before you left Earth, all you heard was a voice
Bones is the reason you now are destroyed
Fuck with the boy, fuck with the king
Brain on my chain, got your eye in my ring
Sit on my throne fashioned out of your skin
If you hear a scream, SESH at it again
Foam at the mouth, Im rabid again
Christ has risen, the passion is here
Alive and well, and kicking the cure
The remedy say my name twice, and Im there
All you needs ash, no need for a mirror
Draw out a square, step inside there
Follow directions so close, you can feel it
If you did it right, now I am here 
Creek on the creep, B on the lurk
You can sip mud, Ill stay feeling like dirt
Bitch