[Farma G]nnWe're stark art rappers getting ready to dienlike crows falling out of the skyn150 degrees it's my drums on the streetsnhitting harder than dwarfs on speednthis drama's minor and I'm an antisocial rhymernI wouldn't think twice to crush an old timernmessing with the mist I pinpont and locatenyour hometown vibratesnshimmer glitter kid on a rampagenstep with a breakbeat fanaticnnose candied out acting aggynfucking with the pictures on your automatic camerantrying to hide you're an amateur from the rest of usndusty faith messengers the avengersnstyle assassin, shadow demons like vengernI sin bad with more feats than Alibabanand burst out ha hanmenacing the pop chart rebel at the upstartsnfighting from the first partnpull out your to see there's no changen??? rapper at the age of a kidnlost his way on a flip-coin decision if he livesnSlipknot magaruffin puffin' hiphopnin a great big pipe of peace and won't stopnnot for no head I rock you the son of devastationnthe father of the ends send the Force as my friendsnagainst the force of men stamping out evilnyou seagull rappers ain't happy 'til I kill younall smiling up buried standing on a stagenwith my mic in spoke all up in your facentremble at the thought shudder vaults as I talknstalk tracks for action packed rap somersaultsnFarma's fault salty wounds old like boonnorangutan channel egged out in cartoonnmystified morons long gone I ride shogunnninja bike catapult knight to fly by and greet sonnwith a hype track mic and a battleaxenI bring the revelation and there's no way backnn[Chester P]nnOuter road shit's stinkingnain't it yo 'n' that's why man them drinkingndon' it bro smoke out rooms of soul dead linksnrunning with a jinx, some are blingingnothers seem to think life ain't shitnfuck the world with a big dickngrab mother earth leave the bitch with her throat slitncomatoasted faith's running dry like suberosisnCrimewatch bringing street people to disclosurenexposure fever flinging rocks at the overseernup to my neck in shit who's got the Odour Eaters?nSpeakers Corner looking sleepy slurping on tequilanfree the shiva heavy loaded on the cheap sativanwe don't love police and we don't love imformants eithernstreet clapper loader earner kicking off a parking meternchiva club grip a axe and cut a pea in twon??? screaming but shit ain't nothing new far for fewnbreath stinking like Pepe Le Pue father crewsnhug the box for news what we got to lose?nShoes hol(e)y like the ghost man ain't got food to chewnclose haste lost faith no love where you at blood?nnF: Na na na na na that's the wrong lyrics ChesternC: ahh fuck it mannF: You're gonna have to do it againnwhat's that new shit?nC: what new shit?nF: That raw solid shitnC: Ohhh shit yeah yeahnnI hold my cue like Jimmy Whitenchalk up the tip staying genuinendropping new shit Guinea pig the micnscience lab style, hit the earth like a meteoritensuper man rapper grab the mic it's made of kryptonitenyour fans cry as you hit the floor with your hands tiednland slide out I mark spots then I hang glidenjet steam technique don't scandalise minenthe shit's real can't you see the sun shine?nI smash beats like plates that are Greeknmarried shuttle line carriage ????nvanish with their heads hangingnflying high on the Persian rocks death wishingnwalking crooked like arachnids with legs missingnChester Chess voice-boxing with death, the martial art formnnonchalantly hunting your head my wings spead like a ???? daw'sncheck out the flight gone for six like a pilot smoking crack in the skynone hand's on the wheel the other's holding my pipenI take a nose dive cool down the systems with the hose pipensplash the floor with a touch of the wild lyricsncrash the gates in a state and act lividnI don't start no shit I can't finishnthat's why I grab mic's and most perish yonWe don't start no shit we can't finishnTask Force 2000.