Toss you in the chasm when you fuck with my brothers
Feel your self spasm - can't withstand the shudders
You get wings and a harp, we be sharp like box cutters
And flexing more than just "Yo-Yo" like Tom Smothers
Our mothers would be proud to see us defeat all
The wack MCs out there who suck like mosquitos
We caught you redhanded, like blood-flavored Cheetos
Your career will be shorter than Danny DeVito
And you repeat all our lines that you can't write
Don't nobody care, stare to the lamp light

Get sacrificed

Come crying to us