Bintov's verse:
Am in the crazed cages, bars built like razor edges
Cuz I used my boot shoe lace and cut dozen aces
Like Chris angels, left them pigs flabbergasted
Vanished with a ghost of smile, made'em wear a straitjacket
Mission is written 'n given, down the noodle, that's my brain
Well, "pain in the cranium" just reared its head again
First mission' s serious, brain wrote "Despot" with a doodle
Was curious for malicious, to blow the whole kit and kaboodle
Found the 'glamorous' on the spot, stab'n "Devillo" on the chest
Am known to globe - trot, nobody knew this best-pest
His case was being obvious, to come 'n stab like infamous
I Vanished' n let'em have it, made him confused like Confucius
Said, 'compare the great fruit inside me, Agent orange is equivalent
Amma seize ur pinnas and staples, penetrate ur tube' n drop inside it
Last mission was given, "Lunatic the mass murderer"
Found'em when I scythed through a crowd of spectator
That nigga was hyped, waving a panty hose snatched from them
The crowd's dumb, he made'em do waltz to a ghetto anthem
This crazy was the easy, one who's conscious-stricken
Scared'em with my pen and he barelled along the autobahn, like a chicken
I got the job done, and headed back to my dungeon
2 Nemeses killed but 2 worthy notes are taken
Despots unawared, the dark horse they get on
No matter what u say, Headcases get u wrong
Am in the crazed cages, bars built like razor edges
Cuz I used my boot shoe lace and cut dozen aces
Like Chris angels, left them pigs flabbergasted
Vanished with a ghost of smile, made'em wear a straitjacket
Mission is written 'n given, down the noodle, that's my brain
Well, "pain in the cranium" just reared its head again
First mission' s serious, brain wrote "Despot" with a doodle
Was curious for malicious, to blow the whole kit and kaboodle
Found the 'glamorous' on the spot, stab'n "Devillo" on the chest
Am known to globe - trot, nobody knew this best-pest
His case was being obvious, to come 'n stab like infamous
I Vanished' n let'em have it, made him confused like Confucius
Said, 'compare the great fruit inside me, Agent orange is equivalent
Amma seize ur pinnas and staples, penetrate ur tube' n drop inside it
Last mission was given, "Lunatic the mass murderer"
Found'em when I scythed through a crowd of spectator
That nigga was hyped, waving a panty hose snatched from them
The crowd's dumb, he made'em do waltz to a ghetto anthem
This crazy was the easy, one who's conscious-stricken
Scared'em with my pen and he barelled along the autobahn, like a chicken
I got the job done, and headed back to my dungeon
2 Nemeses killed but 2 worthy notes are taken
Despots unawared, the dark horse they get on
No matter what u say, Headcases get u wrong