(Pieces of sh**, you're pieces of sh**)
Blastin' NWA inside my ride,
While I f** sh** up like old formaldehyde.
'Cause I'm hard as f**
Like unbleached titanium,
And run a battlefield
Like Luke Samanium
I'm not afraid of any men. All men are afraid of me. I make them afraid. I make them my slaves. They call me The creeper.
*Incomprehensible yelling*
Leave me alone