So we talkin' some synthesist
Little punk ass I'll start shit with
Just kiddin', ain't no beef with it
No need to go and get real intimate

But yo, I hear you're part of ViP?
Hope you got a gravestone ready, like R-I-P
Better sleep with fire under your pillow, a BFG
And if you get fucked, hey man, don't blame me

'Cuz I ain't the one who joined a band fulla freaks
Wish I could say that in the good way with a bed's springs shriek
Instead you're stuck with two cocks who need bloodshed to hit their peak
Or maybe that's a little incorrect, a little suspect, so lets back up, reflect

Wish they could put a leak in me like the Titanic
Make believe that their shallow little pool was the bottom of the Atlantic
Check out the look in their eyes, what's that I see, a little panic?
That's right, motherfuckers, here I am again, right back at it

But hey man, you ain't me, and I ain't you
Sleep with one eye all up on your crew
Else you'll end up on the dinner menu
Fresh out the pot rabbit stew

Figure out yet who's the subject of attack?
Illuminati wannabe and his little shortstack
Better hope the rest ain't that shit and got your back
Mystery face and yarn knight, maybe, for some slash and hack

Now there you go, can't say I don't spread the help around
So yeah, said my shit but you better not frown
Should focus on making sure a knife doesn't hit you like touchdown
That's my piece, now pass my goddamn crown