Masks of Torment - Reel Wolf, Reznik, Lex The Hex Master

I’ve got a style that’ll turn a generation foul

Punks get smacked in the mouth and church bitches get defiled

Shovel shit by the pound

Sinister type smile

Kickin' shit that so foul when I’m hittin' them like «Blaoow!»

Cannibal like Hannibal, handle these niggas well

Damage you can’t manage, examples of living hell

Chantin' never rest til your mental turn to a cell

Witness a new picture where real villains prevail

When I xhale and spit at you sixteen bars split your shit in two

You think I’m missin' you until I hit your crew

Pure rag in the physical

Everyone else subliminal, criminal fatality

Battle me, I will finish you

So check my substance, loud like a chick that’s bossin'

Lex be bossin' from NY to Czech Republic

Still rugged, middle fingers up, still duggin'

Still woop-woopin bitches, still Mr. Ugly