Check your snotty attitude when stepping through this doorway
Steadily we splatter crews while celebrating Morgue day
There’s realms from here to Norway, with four forms of swordplay
Fly a fucking kite and die if this shit aint your forte
Your feelings are honestly of really no concern to me
Ill break open thermometers and make you swallow mercury
Merk and me, plus Illy the kid, a nasty trio
On some old school shit, up in your fucking face like Captain E.O.


I see the worst in people and the chances are I hate you
Traveled half across our state to be here, Daniel Plainview
A family man, here’s my son and partner H.W.
This whole ocean of oil underneath us straight troubles you
Pronto on the double splatter blood upon another doom
Bastard from a basket, fucking hookers in your mother’s room
Stun a couple sucker crews, you busters better make way
Got nothing but malicious views and set to have a great day
Piss on what the fake say, they’re all a bunch of lame brains
Make you shit your fucking pants and change that silly stage name
Pull and Edward Nigma and manipulate your brain waves
Now your life’s surreal on the next season of fame games
Good god, you’re fucking up left and right bitch
Step into this office and then off goes the light switch
I’ll rock you with some tight shit, the burn is extra hurtful
And I’ll work upon your nerves until you turn the color purple