(Let's Play A Game) without a ball or a bat
You'll spend the 7th inning stretch strapped to my torture rack
Ofcourse I'm back, and yo I hope I was missed
Bionic gureilla soldiers throwing skulls through the myst
Our hearts as cold as the soul of a witch
Or the polar caps during a solar eclipse
Gripped my liquid sword, left it frozen and stiff
Now I'll ice pick a bone with any foe I'm against
Open your wrists, shove a syringe intravenous
Inject the AIDS virus, now there's really bad blood between us
Acidic semen, got woman screaming like banshees (Come get me)
My whole teams in the Andes cliff hanging with Yehtis