I played the fool,
I played the patil
Just to
Make you
Forget about your subjugation
Every sentence I perfect in,
Was a sniper in the trees
Though it was hard to give the order
Rakkasan tactical brigade
Wont stop till the targets been engaged
Once you were, able to
Sing a piece of england
Now you spew raw sewage
From your fat mouth
So your decrepit tune
Overtook your senses
Everyone remembers,
But you, black out
I'm inclined to rise above it
Take this taurine shot and shove it
Cause thats all you got!
You want a crew, you want a posse
But you
Make do
With sick offense
And all the traitors
Every piece of shit you shovel
Quickly dries into a brick
And the people that you trust in
Made sure to collect them all
And around you build a second wall
Once you were, able to
Sing a piece of england
Now you spew raw sewage
From your fat mouth
So your decrepit tune
Overtook your senses
Everyone remembers,
But you, black out
I'm inclined to rise above it
Take this taurine shot and shove it
Cause thats all you got!
Your brain will soon shut down from atropine
Rendered obscene by a foreseen anatomy
And though your,
Bougus montrose resumate
You're living proof
That mother nature makes mistakes
(Ahhhh)