[Verse 1:]
I'm a murderous mother$#&@er, thats a matter of fact
While listenin' to this you get a heart attack,

how do you like that ?
thats the hardcore %#@!
to survive is your biggest wish

Sum optimus lyricist - in planeta
spittin in german: du bist nur ein scheiß Verräter
aber man sieht sich 2 mal im leben, also bis später.

Du bist das Opfer und ich der Täter
bevor du mich siehst, wirst du betäubt mit dem Äther,
wirst wach ohne Finger und neben dir die blutige Machete

schließe Die tür, und du denkst dir "Zum Glück, da geht er"
haha, aber falsch gedacht, denn da komme ich wieder
ich bin ein Psychokiller

wie in 'nem guten Psychothriller
haha, so bin ich
back to english

me' fo tala ,teanut ead annog sakafadaM
'cause I'mma be makin' the backwards "redrum"
other call it a $#&@in "187"

Fo' you it'll gonna be
a $#&@in' tragedy
It'll be alot of fun ta me

You've ta recognize and see
that my flo' is I.N.S.A.N & E
all this crazy mother$#&@ers wanna act like me

I don't care
how much money you could throw in the air
i could throw you like a chair

on a heavy metal concert
and see ya fall in da dirt
i destroy you without one word

only way to make problems is in the court
we shoot with these
ar-15's

we stomp ya into the concrete
so, you bought "Tha Carter IV"
I chopped the Carter in four

then I had a part'a four

[Verse 2:]

Mentaly and lyrical I'm ahead of these (*##$es, like Jesus
I'm a $#&@in' psycho, I keep body parts in my freezer
These lyrics come throu' ya head like a projectile

I'm shootin' with my rhymes since I
been in the game (2000 moh'$#&@in' 9)
when I dunno what to write

now it's 2k13: 4 years of rappin' and writin'
some punks was tryin'
- to beef with me,

then some barz destroyed their rapcareer
'cause what they'd rapped was some stupid %#@!
and after that

they get
duck taped
and even raped


[Verse 3:]
They're layin' 6 feet

under the cemetry
faster then they could count 'till 3
and you wanted to $#&@ with me ?

you should prefer to forget it, cause I'm a real G
that moh'$#&@er that y'all used to see
that mother$#&@er you can find at the corner, (*##$

I hope, it's easier for y'all then Jacksons "Abc"
my rapskills are like 'em of B.I.G.,
'Pac and the N9ne after the "T"

You wanna compare me to Weezy,
but this ain't gonna be easy
Die, mother$#&@er, die

You wanna tell me this ain't right
Nevermind
C to the R.I.P

$#&@ tha Police
A big "$#&@ you !!!" to the Industry
I'm not from CPT
Compton, Californ-i-a
But I'm bangin' in ya city allday

you look like a mother$#&@in blood-gay
Now, this is the HipHop-Age
your life is like GTA:
bust your head away
with my $#&@in 12-gauge

$#&@ 'em, it's everyday the same
I'm switchin' off ya light
you kno' that's right
this track's too tight
I ain't never lost a fight

so you gotta say good night