Pigeon - Master of Puppets
yo, I grab the mic and start spittin and hard hittin/
with my bars sittin on the kicks and long rythms/
the Pigeon, I'm so fly that my song's liftin/
you claim your tight but even your thongs not fittin?/
beware, I grab a pencil and the clock starts tickin/
cuz I drop bombs bitch, rip a stage, you fall with it/
step up to me and meet your faith, fool/
cause I'll fuck you up, like when your mom raped you/
everybody hates you, you could almost sue god/
if the crowd was your family, you'd still get bued off/
Ill hack you to nuggets then bat you to nothing/
I aint pullin your leg but Im the master of puppets/
you're shakin with bloodfilled eyes, Ima get ya!/
then Ima bat you even more and turn those eyes to ketchup/ cuz
it's idiotic to battle me, it's like sayin "beat my bitch ass"/
cause y'all are pussies, now go eat some whiskas/