You can bet your ass it is
The fucking anti pacifists
With a crew of anabaptists
Assaultin all ya dandy faggots, bitch
Brand the name upon the mantel shit
Can the scandolous talk, of course he can ya bitch
Its Kid the shakin chauvinist, as chivalrous as pirate is, the tapes they all pirated, but when played straight comes firemen
Dyin straights declared a dire state of despair so
Propose the pro poets only forge prosaic, but the gargoyles cant gargle the vision, old biased
All dyin goyles who with me they infatuate
Rather passionate is too wack of an adjective to agitate
Shit the slick schizophrenzics grew right back, this skits based on bits of menace in a true-life pack
Enough arse kickin arson in my arsenal for mars to rename into orangeville
Armed for armageddon, carved peon to mega don,
Oregon kids mixed him with oregano
Im the original played by shah rukh khan who you missin hoe
Like soda fizzle on the low,
Jehova pissin on ya hope
Met a mocha, metamorphasis all over grody's home

Tarzan on the beat till fuckin six feet up in flames
Sully lames by chest beatin till beet-crested and ruddy faced
General miscreant dreamin of maleficent dominance
Rippin on some ragtag scallywags and fishermen
Ads for fractious lackadaisic fags who hated wrist in bends
Beguile guys into the alphamale apparatus
Pathos guide misanthropists to purge down back from attics
Relinquish splatterpunk and refer to past as amateur halycon days
Back in wrong ways, when i wasn't sackin wrong gaze, elongate the dong gate
Capricious to a fault, bag bitches by the maw
Catch it walloped with dollop of gobstoppin it doesnt hault
Not far from nefarious in fact just another block
Brainchild of mild Dahm and Doctor Frankenstein
Autonomy straight from noir on that rob bankin grind
Garish scenes, on one side the guy on the far end his spleen
Cardiac's seen but hardly seems daunted still goin hard though, far as its concerned captain could be sowin zark jokes
But he's butterin to a nihilist, nigh on his crispin fist,
Better have a will n shit or nil to his utter best of its

Bout as cancerous as cancer sticks
Cacklin cuz catchers still don't know what the answer is
Never had to sell shit, still conned the fobs anyway
You want a honest barney check hopsin not the commie Jay
Kickin it with the homie chakravorti first Avijay
Always on ya grind while we were just on holiday
Bought a lotta garish tops since hipster bitches like the style
I got isles in my aisles, quein like an iris bitch
You musta not've taken vitriolic vitamins, like I did
Voynich, try to decipher it