[bad word] Shepard,
The man with the method,
To brandish a weapon,
And then handle the Geth with it.
I'm an effortless hero,
My rhymes shine brighter than element zero,
Bringing more fire than Emperor Nero.
It's the end of an ear, Yo!
There's something mysterious with Saren [bad word] violence against Nihlus, I'm furious.
I'll chase him from place to place,
Base to base,
Until we're face to face,
I'm serious.
From the Sirius Relay to Artemis Tau,
I'll tighten the net. I'm not far from him now.
I'll fight all the Geth till that [bad word] is found,
And leave his heart in the ground.
I'm the southpaw outlaw scoundrel,
Bringing down more tools than a whole ground force.
Listen out now, fool.
It's pretty [bad word] doubtful,
That I'll be sitting down with the citadel council.
The Reapers are keen to bring about your downfall,
So me and my team are about to flout laws.
I'll introduce you to the whole of my party: [bad word]  Liara T'Soni and Tali,
Wrex, Kaiden, Ashley, Joker, The Army
Who roll with an Asari,
Older than Atari.
Krogan that'll leave you cold within a heartbeat,
My team's hotter than a stolen Ferrari.
Can a Volus go shoulder to shoulder with me?
Hardly.
My ship's seen off more foes than a Somali's.
So we're going on Safari,
To the Far Reaches. It'll be Gnarly.
Seeing stranger creations than Dali,
And breaking more faces than Arni.
Blown to pieces,
And re-assembled,
I don't believe this!
It's bleeding mental!
But then again, with these credentials
Can you blame them for believing me essential?
I don't wanna be nervously lunching with [bad word] 
I'd prefer to punching a journalist.
Souping up all my guns for the skirmishes,
In which I'll puncture the firmament, permanent!
I'm bringing a lyrical Mass Effect,
My skill it'd kill a million billion massive [bad word] Shepard formidable syllables.
Hitting the pinnacle, it is a miracle [bad word] mass respect.
Incontestable, I'm a professional
But my new boss is less than respectable.
So you better cover up your [bad word] 
Cos my next method's something of a spectacle.
More fresh and raw,
Than a [bad word] from the underground,
With the hunger of a Thresher Maw.
I leave the Rachni with a black eye
Slap Pyjacks with a backhand
Never act nice.
Rap lines sharper than a cacti,
Or the bite of a Varren on a barren planet.
Baptised in flame.
Rise again.
In fact, I'm insane!
Providing pain. Back from the afterlife
Packing an appetite to invade.
This isn't a driving range,
But I'll leave you with eighteen holes
Inside of your brain.
Like a Swiss cheese, [bad word] please,
You'll disbelieve the manner in which I kick frees.
Brining sci-fi to your hi-fi
Is the highlight of your lifetime
With ease!