[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
Tundra Boy Führer Man flexing now
I don't give a [bad word] about none of you lil' boys
You foolish young niggas need to know i got a choice;
I can beat yo [bad word] or just you cuz' I'm bored  [bad word] 
My blade so sharp I almost cut myself
These niggas need to know I don't need help
And all these rappers know not to dare step
To the Wulf Man for a reason
Hollow Squad hunting all season, with the Scout Regiment intervenin'
And [bad word] we don't die for a reason
We put death on you industry heathens
You see Thunder Man sitting on my left now
Аnd we came from the tear of the Netherelm
I can't not give a [bad word] bout none of yall
You see [bad word] in my floors I don't need a ground (Waaannn) [bad word]