[Intro]
I will make your corpse dance
I'm jerking off my mic right now
Haha, mic check
Ah, here we go

[Verse 1]
They always told me, "Get it how you live" (Yuh)
Back in third grade, I thought about killin' kids (Killin' kids)
Yuh, I'm a fucking terrorist (Yuh)
Doin' what I want, why you suckin' on my dick? (Uh-uh, yeah)
Fuck friends, no makin' amends
I ain't finna smile, no being pretend
All you n***as fold but I will never bend
Yah, flexin' all these bands that you could never spend

[Chorus]
I'm jumpin' in the pit, jumpin' in the pit (Woo-woo)
I'm jumpin' in the pit, jumpin' in the pit (Woo-woo)
Yuh, jumpin' in the pit, jumpin' in the pit (Woo-woo)
I'm jumpin' in the pit, jumpin' in the pit

[Verse 2]
I break shit like I'm Limp Bizkit (Yeah)
Disturbed in my head, a n***a down with the sickness
Uh, uh, yeah, ain't no witness
Motherfuck forgiveness, they could never get this
Yuh, I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout a check (Unless it's 'bout a check)
Run up on me, n***a, I will break your fuckin' neck
What's up next? Next subject, I want death
You ain't never been pressed, all you n***as grotesque, uh (Yuh)
[Outro]
Ah, shit
Okay