[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna and etze]
Yo yo yo yo
Listen
Mr Who
Yo, I lay down hypnotic arrangements
How many times do we got to explain this?
My goons lounge at the bottom of craters
Iced up, looking like we been squating a glacier (Ouch)
Out the vapours
Bounce, see ya later
Alligator head strong b**h
Catch a heart attack
My swag's super duper
No Harvey Lax [?]
I supply, you just pick up sh** like a pooper scooper
Start to rap less f*g
Stop with the steds, well
You want my advice?
That's what i suggest
You's a - loser - using something all over that's not ill
Plus you don't really wanna see nobody get k**ed - just
Do what I say and there won't be any problems
Mr. T slang officer
Plus the squadron
Bad Taste famalam
Get the place ramajam
Christmas to Ramadan
Yo, swash buckling
Pop-locking it
I found a spiral realm and got stuck in it
Doctor No copycat with the crooked grin
Utterly disgusting, look at him
No, don't actually look at him
That would be super foolish
Moving units with the Luna druids
Moving through the sewage system with the 20 sack of buddha with him
Low down son of a no doubt [?]
Lemme show you how it goes down
In the Skelly Zone, pow!
But you never know how we did this
So foul that it sickens
Those out of the picture
Turn up to your cypher with your little sister (we got on...well?)
The b**h can do my backups
My clique pollute the map up
Mr. T again
Backshot moon chicken
Sasquatch tune creeping it up
You clueless
That's cause you didn't listen to us you stupid