Burning bowls of gelatti, I aim to break a nose, caving chest cavities, wanna battle me? Behold the combos that's Made to fold any foe, We call that shit Dural in training mode, got you losing rounds, surprised you made it Though, never an E-Z Pass, you have to pay the toll, word to Colombian Raw, Who got bars and made to play The role, black power been around since the ancient road, stick with pagan, I guess Satan has paved an Iron Maiden cove, from Elvis to Betty White, now **** take the petty roll, dick in ya mouth or ya bowels, for loads of Fetti dough

It's something I could never allow, could leave me broken like the jaw of a **** playing if he thinks I'm joking

Go and touch me with the crack of a smile, without a doubt I'll leave you floatin in the waters of the Nautical Mile

SEGA made me, and once the power's off man don't ever try to play me, get Eric B. to say Peace