[Verse 1: Viro The Virus]
Garden State great
Number 9 minus 8
No swine on my plate, no time for the hate
Nah
On the grind for the cake no time for mistakes
Lay the rhyme in one take
These internet bloggers think they're top shot Hip Hoppers
'til I knock 'em out like one armed boxers
And show 'em how to flow proper
The show stopper
Hot as jalapeño poppers
You'll get slaughtered
Kids run harder than Mary and Barber to get farther from this harbour
Sick author slick talker and low light
Spit awkward but with more swagger than Old Spice
And on the mic I'm always right
So my life is glory days and party nights
You know the big V, rip the beat to shreds and eat the heads of MC's

[Hook: Viro The Virus]
Yeah, I'm a Slumdog without the millionaire
But trust me dog, you don't wanna take it there
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Real rap sprat (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Locked and loaded, grab the mic and let off
Set it on any opponent I'll bite your head off
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Fall back scrat (I'll bite your fucking head off)
[Verse 2: Viro The Virus]
I use death blows to cripple foes
They gotta get on they tippy toes to hit me low
My flow pack a steel hammer like Klitschko
Leave a rapper over and out like 10-4
Just my presence is a blessing
Just as soon as i step in the section
Fans think heaven like I'm 7-11
Fetch me the best contestant I bet I'll behead him
My spit game is ninja blade deadliest weapon
On the grind 'til my time is over
I'm a bad guy rooting for the rise of Cobra
This one clown thought he was nicer
'til i came round and shut his shit down like Chrysler
Use the rational of an assassin
To leave a rapper napping like Pacquiao did Hatton
See the flows magnifique and i feast on MC's like bon appetit
Lets eat

[Hook]
Yeah, I'm a Slumdog without the millionaire
But trust me dog, you don't wanna take it there
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Real rap sprat (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Locked and loaded, grab the mic and let off
Set it on any opponent I'll bite your head off
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Fall back scrat (I'll bite your fucking head off)
[Verse 3: Viro The Virus]
In order to get more cash I'll go on a warpath
And whoop your ass in this World of Warcraft
Honor student in the rap game
I school losers and Duke Nukem like Max Payne
I got a King Kong mojo
The maestro, feed my ding dong to ho ho's
Foes who try to see me on the battlefield
Are forced to kneel then carried home on their shields
For real
I suggest that you slide back or get side swiped
There's no sweat off of my sack
These MC's are sweeter than Lilacs
I leave 'em needing ice packs and an eye patch
As a jackass i've been typecast
Cause I brag cause I've yet to meet my match
You know the big V, rip the beat to shreds and eat the heads of MC's

[Hook: Viro The Virus]
Yeah, I'm a Slumdog without the millionaire
But trust me dog, you don't wanna take it there
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Real rap sprat (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Locked and loaded, grab the mic and let off
Set it on any opponent I'll bite your head off
Yeah, (I'll bite your fucking head off)
Fall back scrat (I'll bite your fucking head off)