You about to see beasts destroy
 It'll never be restored
 When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD stores
 Wanna stop it? You gon' need a priests, at least three swords
 license to ill from the Beastie Boys, three ouija boards
 sqeegi and please be warned, do ask what the sqeegi's for
 Or the holy water, acid raps thatll eat these floors
 Eat a whole in a rhyme book, do you see these horns?
 And as for me you ask when Im gone "will he be mourned?"
 Is puke luke warm? should Casey Anthony do [bad word] 
 Can that chick fit a new born
 Dead baby inside a frickin shoebox with a shoehorn
 And smother it in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
 Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus?
 Joell, Yela, tell Joe I need his
 Empty box from his old shell toed Adidas
 So I can put these babies in the fetal position, to give elbows to the [bad word]  Yeah big deal
 I took some little kids big wheel and spit in his firggin big kids meal
 Quit tryna bite me and pinch me, sit still
 Did you just put your six inch heel through my Benz windsheild?!
 Is it dust we bout to kick up?
 Can Yelawolf fit a fifth [bad word] in a big cup
 Between in stick shift in his friggin pickup
 And drink like a hick redneck hill billy will til he gets hiccups!?
 Flippin' the script up
 Like Mike Vick gettin' his junk bit by a pit, yup, I'mma sick pup
 Id be a horrible magician, cause I'll [bad word] a trick up
 Fix your lips up to say somethin' fly, or zip up
 B, lets C, you said you were gonna do X Y Z
 Till you [bad word] around and get dropped like an  When you add an I-N- Do put a K in front of that though, when I MC
 I'm not the king of the microphone booth, its more like a phone booth
 Superman in this [bad word]  Kryptonite won't do
 It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys
 And eat rat poison, take meteor showers
 Fresh outta the mental hospital
 And me not flossin' a middle finger while I hop in a mosh pit'll
 Be like Nas doin' Gospel or R&B... you crazy?
 Me pushin' them daises? that thought is impossible
 Is it flashin' across the news, Pastor ? was caught with a prostitute
 With a huge Johnson, [bad word]  and a monstrous tube of lube
 And a bra, some boots, some panties, and a aqua blue Monster
 Swallowin' a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
 So kill [bad word] it ain’t happenin', I’m a rap till I’m fossil fuel