Inglorious exile in the prison where
Stinky robbers seem to feel alright
I [bad word] through the time and held
My burning vengance
To the filthy BUCKWHEAT TONGUE

He seemed to care as much
As all badass gangers do
When they are on the [bad word] He killed my wife and starved my niece to death
So now it's just myself from giant tribe

I was the only one to wittness the
Atrocities they made around the clock
Intoxicated by the charming smiles
I've done a lot of things that I should not
And hence they got me
Wraped inside my words
I cast upon myself pathetic fool

Buckwheat Tongue mob
Point award on me
That's when I ran away in
Boxcar pool

Suck on robbers blood!
Suck on robbers blood!
Suck on robbers blood!
Suck on robbers blood!