11 August 2012
You don't fool me hear Big Mister Death Man,
Strolling around like everyone's shit scared of you pulling your tricks,
I've seen you around doing your thing, I've seen the tags you leave, and heard the screams,
Man, you won't ever catch me breakin' a sweat 'cos you're truckin' down my street. Fuck yeah.
Listen to me good Skull, when you knock on my door I'll be too damn busy looking good.
Death • Opuss № I