I never carry a gun   I just carry my tongue   When it's not knee deep in pork   It's acidic and forked      I'd mission abort   Don't need no permission to start   Rip apart every synapse and spark   'Til you're clutchin' your heart      Playin' Mario Kart   With Wesley Clark   Make like Corey Heart   And wear my shades when it's dark      Don't retort or remark   You'll get Dizzy G Cheeks   With a mouth full of fart   *fart noise*      I'm Slaughter comma Sarge   AKA Commissar   Ballin' like stalin' from USSR   Shit's so fluid so far      Thanks to Matt on guitar   Yo DJ, take 'em to the part   Where I turn rap into art      Yeah, motherfucker   Check this shit out      I'm a bad ass   I ain't gonna fuckin' spell it   I get up on the mic   And then I fuckin' yell it      No need to embellish   I'm selfishly hellish   Equatorial insect repellent   The like's of which you never delt with   Motherfucker