(Intro) Yeah I'm a battleaxe warrior man They call me the General Yeah (This ones for my Grandma)
(1st Verse) Yo, yo, yo, yo My inhabitants are savages And angry little beasts So at night we sit around the fire And have a little feast I can make you an immortal Or chew you to the bone It's up to you It's simple No one likes to be alone Things related simple as a simulated combat My incubator cracked I came out an evil wombat Scratch that I'm an abstract lab rat That drinks anthrax Keeps a hatchet in his backpack In his hatchback Killing every Nazi with an arm band Bad guys think that I have gone bad These little youngsters are felonious I spit petroleum, shit bricks and piss Plutonium Daddy was the guru of some hippies in a (calmya?) Bust a nut and Mommy made a monster in a monsoon Carnivorous cripple from the way that I deliver raps Drink the blood of humans And dine on yucky river rats
(Hook) People think I'm crazy Yeah, but that's okay All I do is sit here writing raps all day Calling me reclusive Yeah, but I don't mind If I don't practice daily Than my rhymes don't shine Haven't had a shower in a week I'm a dirty little freak All I care about is verses that I speak And I ain't left the house in 7 days More than just a phase My personalities have gone their separate ways
(2nd Verse) Yo, I'm intense with it And insensitive These boys don't like it But real men get it I'm absolutely schizo Grab any utensil Stab 'em in the abdomen Quite gladly with a pencil Immaculately accurate Attracting all the nympho's Me not breathing fire is like a dragon with his lips sewn Spectacular vernacular Attackin' ya I'm Dracula Ejaculating on your accolades and I evacuate Immasculine and venomous You're naturally feminine But I won't call you bitch Because I'm actually a gentleman Time to free the monster Arisen from beneath Devour all you mortals I am more than just a beast At maximum velocity I'm possibly the best But for now I'll have to settle for as awesome as the rest But now I play it close Like a possum to the chest But soon they'll feed me grapes and sprinkle blossoms (?I need this?)
(3rd Verse) I'm spittin' fire Like I'm a fucking pyromaniac I wrestle with these words Like I was stuck in Hulkamania Fucking with the maniac I'm from Transylvania Make your head spin Like the devil that's Tasmanian I'll chop your head like an Arabian Maybe an Iranian I'm crazy and my blades made of titanium I'm proud to be Canadian I said I'm proud to be Canadian I'll scream it in a club or even louder in a stadium! People think my life it is entirely fantastic Fire breathing, iron eating, lying little bastard Theres no defying little giant, I'm a master Defying me is tyranny and irony is massive And you don't want this to be a real vendetta Pull up in a sweater on a (teal ambretta?) Shoot you in the face with a steel Baretta Than visit at the hospital and say "Feel Better!"
(Outro) Yeah, that's what I'm talking about Man it feels good to be back I'm not gonna lie to you Probably been the best I've felt in a long time Looooong time The little monster is back man I should say, the misguided angel is back The little monster has arrived RAWR
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