It's only fair to warn, I was born with a set of horns And metaphors attached to my damn umbilical cord Warlord of rap that'll bash you with a 2 by 4 board And smash into your Honda Accord with a 4 door Ford But I'm more towards droppin an acappella that'll chop a fella To Mozzarella, worse than a helicopter propeller Got you locked in the cellar with your skeleton showing Developing anorexia while I'm standing next to ya Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death With an IV in your veins feeding you liquid darvicet Pumping you full of drugs, pull the plugs On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven To receiving with the asses ripped out of they pants and given A less than 20 percent chance of living Have a possible placement, it's a hospital patient Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement Doctor Kevorkian has arrived To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!" Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp And pulling your Adam's apple out through your mouth Better call the fire department, I've hired an arson To set fire to carpets and burn up your entire apartment Ha-ha...