[Intro: Sample from Shaolin vs. Lama]
I have heard that you're an expert, or my guess is you are afraid to fight me because you're not confident you can win

Heh, you're a stupid young fool

(fighting)

I'm gonna teach you a lesson

(fighting again)

What a stink!

It stinks? Hey, you're the one doing the smelling, heh heh heh

(Fighting again)

You better show me some respect, you young puff

(fighting again)

I'll have to punish you, heh heh heh

[Verse 1: Tom Doe]
Permanently sleeping and back to the old school
The ice fake blood runs pool inside another tool
It's me, Tom Doe, my problem is right there
Blow to breathe, your breath is still as full of hot air
And think about you're even tryna look on my way
Look the skeleton's body will gonna be decay
Astrology mythical creatures of nineteen
Pray the Buddha Monk as I can't go to risk
Beat you up and bury you from a six feet deep
Your real deep is displaced when I'm nailing your feet
I hate drama queen, as I'm back to Halloween
I'm the king of the world when my name is evil queen
Syncing up my beat, download and crush the rock on fire
Barbed wire is desired and bang your head with piler
I'm feeling laughter now and tears later
As I'm gonna eat with this heck about you hate her
I don't exist to resist the rape victim is dismissed
A very long time ago when I can't be midst
In the midst of the storm as I warm in the palm
Association terminate a violator rearranging the fire alarm
Devilish poem, I ain't talking no more
Carve the red angus meat from the butcher store
Destroying your brain as I'm feel a migraine
A torture laws of society from your chemical brain
That was pretty evil, a every single day
Feel a headache to slain for making me pain
Absolution is like reputation before you can't get it
Riching from your brain now it's time for you to end it
Performing legs shredded from your [?] dead toes
Remember your own home between of your clones
Open up your mouth so you're not have any reality brutality
Deep voices from your tummy, I hate everybody when I was a kid
Don't mind me when I talk about you don't even slip
The maniacal person, don't tell me to shut up
I'm gonna pick my worm so I put it in your butts up
I know you're gonna love it when I force you to eat it
Feel it and smoke in it from your lungs inside your penis
Everybody knows me if I can do your things
Your nose up into your mouth before you broke my wings
And donate with mad skulls from your broken nose
Remind me and chase me if you want to do recognize the hose
Watch the gumballs in your mouth when it's get rotten
Think about you have to talk to yourself about you're gotten
Supplier, no liars, with pliers to find us
Don't fight us to behind us, whining us and bite us
As I'm straight from your loaf in solution
Back to the front room so I have to talk about your solution