Текст песни Dan Bull - Dan Bull

Call it parkour but hardcore.
I make killing an art form.
Death's cold taste sweet as carte d'or.
No need to start wars for a difference of opinion.
Give me the name of your antagonist.
I'll stick them in the ribs
because i'm assasin
one with a passion
for innovative rapping
dropping so fast
you're probably having a problem to follow the captions
I'm so ahead of my time
I'm probably rapping backwards
I'm scholar of latin with a masters in dispatching
Anybody that's hassling
one of my costumers
i cuts them up and shuts them up in a casket
what you've got to do is ask
and then i'll have grabbed them
and then stabbed them
in the abdomen that minute and be finish with the killing before you've finish with asking!
The bird of prey with termenators murder rate
Im serving plates of pain up like a perverse buffet.
Take you to the pearly gates.
I'll impersonate a passer by.
You wouldn't bat an eye until your circulations pacified so practiced i couldn't
Count the crimes i've perpetrated how many spines of vertebrates
I've snapped.
My raps trave through sound and time
Reverberate through generations permeate
My serenade regurgitated through a nerd rapper's recitation to your earthly playlist.
So i'd say this was a revelation