Godd**n Look At All This Mess

Tundra Boy Führer Man flexing now

I don't give a ***** about none of you lil' boys

You foolish young *****s need to know I got a choice

I can beat yo a*s or just cut you cuz' I'm bored

My blade so sharp I almost cut myself

These *****s need to know I don't need help

And all these rappers know not to dare step

To the Wulf Man for a reason

Hollow Squad hunting all season

With the Scout Regiment intervenin'

And ***** we don't die for a reason

We put death on you industry heathens

You see Thunder Man sitting on my left now

And we came from the tear of the Netherelm

I can't not give a ***** bout none of yall

You see truth in my floors I don't need a ground

Waaannn