What do you think about the man that never came,
caught in his own bad game under a new name
You're no better cause you don't feel shit,
you moan and whine until you get another hit
So what's with the new style
I'll fuck you up and wait for a new trial
Oh my you think your made you got you're first laid,
can't you see it makes you hate
So step the fuck back we ain't no joke
say what you want you got no hope
fuck Tony Montana we got more dope to spread around,
fuck around, wake up with your nuts bound to my bedpost
KY jelly I'll be your perverted host
Lyrical mass murderer slitting your throat cutting you up and then bury ya
Better hurry yall
It's time we took the glow off slap you in the face
grab your balls and make you cough

They call you Puto motherfucker
They call you Puto motherfucker

It's all crap, a trap, and no way out
It's no use to talk if you can't scream it out loud
You don't believe you won't hear it, you don't wanna beat it,
you don't wanna act unless you fear it
Fuck you punk you don't stand a chance,
the four of us are back and it's no fucking switchstance
You better like it or love it man
Now tell me what you think
Cause this one I gotta win now put me back in