[Instrumentals from Sickfit by Madvillain]

[Verse: annoyin' samurai]
The ashy-handed and candid bandit got banded and sanded into a rabid tabby and resultantly got ended
Like...
*Toxic O's jingle*
Cats like the fat rats hold gats and their pants up
The poor have their hands up
Life ain't what its's cracked up
To be
Enough of that
I'm here to bring you the boom bap, it's back, don't slack, I'll jack ya stack, you crack whore
Bang doors like I'm Bangalore, throw a smoke bomb and knock you down with your knees on the floor
Killa beez at my core, say "jeez" when it's gore, keys to my door, Mjolnr for Thor and a penis for ya--
Whore
"Dor, dor" is indonesian for "bang, bang"
Nobody wants to touch your girl, let alone a gangbang
Say "dang," even the krang's slang is softer
Say it with no hard Rs like i won a BAFTA, Master...
Bruce
Alfred's got the juice, after the truce, yes I choose Kafka over booze, laughter over brews like I'm into blues and I found the clues
During toodaloos, I set my girl's pussy loose
Eat it like couscous, you obtuse goose

[Post-verse: annoyin' samurai (2x)]
Hold up, switch up the flow
Sick rhymes fit, Madvillain, let's go
It's the A.R.Y.A., the fuck it stand for?
Well, you'll never know
Well, you'll never know