It’s the new rookie phenom, I’m changing the guard,
Dead Man Inc. is bankrupt, I’m repossessing his yard.
Yeah he’s a big dog and I’m a pup, but I’ll bark this;
If he’s gonna beat me tonight he’ll need an army full of darkness.
Yo, you can’t take me because if you do I’m gonna trash this.
I hope Paul Bearer has a new urn to bury your ashes.
I’m worse than the Chicago fire, I’ll burn your whole town.
I got Chicago runnin’ scared! I turn your White Sox brown.
Yo, I’m strong a muscle car, and this ain’t my Last Ride.
I leave you like Chicago when Jordan left, stripped of your pride.
Yo, my practice is chiropractic. Dude, I’ll break your back.
So you’re a Dead Man? I’m a necrophiliac!
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