| I got 2 sides of me, beside the fact |
| That I’m parasite, you see. Rap’s a part of me |
| Dead light in my mind sleeps, till this night keeps silence |
| But I’m gonna kill you in ya' nightmares! |
| Feel my kitchen knife inside, yes |
| Honey, I’m hungry! Sweety, gimme the ting, that will desire me |
| Lick a tip, yo' darlin' why is your tongue so bloody? |
| My dear, you prolly won’t ever be this tidy. (Grra!) |
| I’m your second evil personality |
| I don’t let you be normal, you’re ‘bout to be low quality |
| So follow me, I bet you, you will leave all that reality |
| Now take some «anti-ant», Yo', hottie, kill yourself like Marvel Rea |
| Every time I told you that you’re pretty is a flattery |
| That was a good remedy to get in with your family |
| But now I’m gonna murder 'em with a hammer |
| Shit, I started losing all my temper, hope, you bitch remember me! |
| Bridge (Glob-glo-gab-galab): |
| Oooh Ha-ha-ha! Mmm Splendid! |
| Simply delicious. Haaaa… |
| Oooohm, Ha-haa-ha-ha! |
| Tick tock, I’m a clock. Click-clack, lil thug |
| Like 2Pac, see da Glock. Beat you up like Mr. Rock |
| I’m a type of Stan, you know I still don’t give a fuck |
| Too many haters wish me death, but I will never fuckin' stop! |
| U won’t stop me, faggots. I’m a psychopath, hypocrite forever |
| Sorry for not living up to your standards, U won’t stop me, faggots |
| Tick tock, I’m a clock. Click-clack, lil thug |
| Like 2Pac, see da Glock. Beat you up like Mr. Rock |
| I’m a type of Stan, you know I still don’t give a fuck |
| Too many haters wish me death, but I will never fuckin' stop! |
| U won’t stop me, faggots. I’m a psychopath, hypocrite forever |
| Sorry for not living up to your wishes, Shut the fuck up, bitches! |