.versE onE. Jumped by a bunch of clowns, who get mentally thrown down. Without the so-cool possibilities, and the non-action facilities. Hit you with a different style of hip-hop phases. Dodge all your crappy moves with an essence of matrix. Trying to force a rhyme, without commiting a crime. Coliseum battles like from the Medieval times. .pre-choruS. Pray right now as this'll be your last supper. Take blow right to your face, take you six feet under. .choruS. Take a world wide hit, in a dark phase. Take the shame and dishonor, all in a grey daze. And now you will see, why everyone's laughing at me. All you'll need is a shovel to dig six feet deep. .versE twO. Parallel worlds with some active disabilites, while begging with a spoon on your knees, it's like your killing me. With optical illusions in every way. I'm saying those words I told you not to say. .pre-choruS. Pray right now as this'll be your last supper. Take blow right to your face, take you six feet under. .choruS. Take a world wide hit, in a dark phase. Take the shame and dishonor, all in a grey daze. And now you will see, why everyone's laughing at me. All you'll need is a shovel to dig six feet deep. .bridgE. You know you won't let go. It's easier to just know. I just can't say no. You know you won't let go. .pre-choruS. Pray right now as this'll be your last supper. Take blow right to your face, take you six feet under. .choruS. Take a world wide hit, in a dark phase. Take the shame and dishonor, all in a grey daze. And now you will see, why everyone's laughing at me. All you'll need is a shovel to dig six feet deep.