Rootless Psychoshit
the real danger out of sight, you sucker challenged me to fight
you felt that something wasn´t right, when my sickness started f..ckin` up
your mind
at first you were just standing there, but then you started running scared
the stench of fear fulfills the air, my sickness feeds from your despair
I know that this might not be fair, but I just don´t care
you stand no f..cking chance, when I f..ck with your head
I take my mic and spit, you get killed by my psychoshit - hahahaha
you coward can`t deny this fear, I know you always think I`m near