(I'm goin' kamikaze)
(Kamikaze)
(You ain't said nuttin' slick)

Maddie Acid leaving rappers flaccid
Gettin' illy with the nine-milly, landin' on my dashboard
Blastin' them out towards the future
Haters come at me 'cause I'm gettin' that ass like Kama Sutra
Pavin' a way to Hell's gate with a 12-gauge
I got on a ten-day wait from the sensei
So tell me if that makes sense
Because it's spilling enough blood to turn the motherfucking lake red

Fuck reputations
Work it, Joan Jett
These tone-deaf clones get blown to Stonehenge and back again
M80 on the track again
Packin' 210s, leave you empty like a juice cleanse
Making emcees, ephemera, et cetera
With wounds too huge for modern medicine
I bust slugs like a salt-shaker
And if you think you're in love, then I'm a motherfucking heart-breaker

Less talk, more gunplay
The broken clock unload the Glock
Like I was putting tokens in a slot
Bust the shots while I tell 'em "suck my cock"
Watch them rock gently in the tide by the fucking dock
I'm getting sloppy
Shooting at the sky
Killing all the angels, making baby Jesus cry
But why not? 'Cause when I grab the mic, it's white-hot
These laughing-gas rappers couldn't cut it like a bike lock
And have you ever seen a bitch so proud
To say shit so nasty I make myself blush
With the lust for life stick a knife to your guts
With no fuss but trust I bust rhymes like a cherry
Barely done before loadin' up another one
But all I got for haters is banana clips and bubble gum
Acid, watch it metastasize
Bullet through your heart call it "My Bloody Valentine"