To whom can I speak today? The brothers they are equal But the old friends of today They have become unlovable To whom can I speak today? The gentleness has perished And the violent man has come down on everyone To whom can I speak today? The wrong which roams the earth There can be no end to it It is just unstoppable Death is in my sights today As when a man desires To see home after many years in jail February through December We have such a tragic year As separate as the fingers Suddenly, as one As the hand And the violent man has come down on everyone And the violent man has come down on everyone And the violent man has come down On everyone

Yeah Yeah Yeah Fresh shit Even at my best you can bet I'm a dead shit And I get obsessed with a, sesh I bet you thought I was gonna say next bitch Yeah I bet you thought I was gonna say next bitch Bet you thought I was gonna say Awoo! Jesus I get sick of bleeding for the leeches When they scheming to the fetus I ain't even gonna feedin' coz they fiend it Get the weed lit Then they creeping Adidas Can't you see it I'm facetious Believe it I'ma piece of my demons I don't need to repeat it Please just don't cross me Acting a mess could be costly Watch me Wombat's back from the dead like a zombie And they're tracking their steps like a SWAT team I just smashed up a set with the possy Am I dodgy? I said watch me Stamina Like I'm a 'tard Never graphed on my battle scars So harsh I can have a laugh After your blood like Alucard Brah Don't ask me to stop I'm barging in hot Got bars for the lock 'Coz I mastered it If you think I'm after the dosh You got it backwards like Bin Laden disarming the bomb Put my whole heart in the song The whole squad's marching along Not far from the top They arkin' and barking a lot But look how far that we've got Coz I've been that hungry Live like a tip-rat Spit like a Syntax junkie I never been that lovely I could get a bitch flipped back if you think that, trust me Trust me J-just trust me Think I got a low skill but the flow's ill And every fro knows that I'm dope, but they post still Got me going off like I'm road-kill Should I ease up? The scene can't keep up I'm elite son Fast on my feet any artist can eat dust Armed to the teeth cunt targeting each one I'm as bizarre as I seem cuz Darkened demeanour Laugh when I meet ya Masking a creature Sparking a tree trunk Pass me the weed brah Nah I'm a cheap cunt! And for the second time Seize like a samurai Schemes that I memorize See did I get it right? Scene better recognize Keeping the levels high I can see through their web of lies Like it's televised Why? I'm a beast like an enterprise Demon repellent like Creature from hell I might Breathe and I wreck a mic Get-get the weed that we set a-light Sleep as I dream of a better life I'm not an artist I don't know what art is Pop the Bacardi Go proper retarded Lost from the start but don't want to restart it I take a shot for the target I feel sick when I light Beug's Tripping an infinite time loop Skipping what I choose 666 is my IQ Spit like I'm pissed off as Ice Cube Why do I live for this rap shit? Think as I practice Catcher's taking a quick trip intergalactic Rippin a fabric Spin like arachnids Bitch you're a spaz if you think you can match this Just stick to the ad-libs When we spit raps, pin tabs to the atlas I been getting gassed up on some madness Like Baz when I spitting back kick fact is I'm animalistic Spat a ballistic If you're having a diss You better adapt with an animal instinct Coming off a clash You wanna challenge a misfit? When I battle a king-pin On the back of a unanimous win You're gonna have an opinion If I flow tight Heading for the venom when I roast mic's Heading for the president Was an effort getting co-signed I can be a legend in my own right Like don't cross me Acting a mess could be costly Watch me Wombat's back from the dead like a zombie WOO