All fakin Duns are caked in mud,
mixed with tainted blood, Bloaw bloaw!...
I baked ya shrubs half baked off dubs,
dirty spots get rubbed,
bitch raped then burned,
as I skate away with your Jamaican Rum...
NEXT WORD: Orange
trip skater runs, I blaze with bums
a black Raider breakin the slums without taking a plunge
congregating slugs coagulate with weighted guns,
scorched lungs pouring blood into orange cups...