[Intro]
Skit:"Hey kids, today's class is very special."
Kid:"Whatever."
Skit:"We're going to sing a song."
Kid."Uh?"
Skit:"I have in my hand a book of rhyme."
Kid:"A what?"
Skit:"Yes, this consist in paper and words written in ink, this used to be the standard."
Kid:"Ok."
Skit:"Way before keyboards and touchscreens."
Kid:"Before."
Skit:"It belongs to a very special man"
Kid:"Who?"
Skit:"A man that's stood up when all hope was already lost, one man that haunted down filthy, rotten scumbags, depleting mother Earth of the resources and murdering the children of our planet. This is his song."
Kid:"Ok."
Skit:"I'll start and I want you guys to sing along."
Kid:"Oh, let's do it."
Skit:"It goes"

[Chorus]
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still running around
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still hunting you down
[Verse 1]
Let the beast out
Let the freaks out
We ?
Keep a check chain with the cheeks out
We ?
It's a sick world I agree how
Do we maintain? Let me see now
Freestyle, we shall
Murder every poacher, cut him open
Leave him breathing just enough so he can feel the vultures poking
Capture every high-position, politician too
Send 'em out to war and feed the kid's that sniffing glue
'cause I told about the crazy shit but really who I'm aiming at
Is those that wouldn't give a fuck less if you suffer
Organize a giant manhunt on every pizza-gate slice tag, baby dick sucker, yes, yes motherfucker
Grab a box-cutter and a hust to your corpse
Then I'll cut his nuts off like "of course of my horse"
Trap me in the gutter where the mice are crawling
I'll be frontline when the sky comes falling

[Chorus]
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still running around
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still hunting you down
[Verse 2]
The ghost town, goats back, darker than the roads tracks
Some have tried to amputate the reptile
But guess what?
My body parts grow back plus the heat you cooks
Got you all proof shook harder than our throwbacks
Tomahawk!
In the duf abroad
Plus a pack of angry dogs happy when the muzzle's off
I've heard from a source there's a couple in the dark
Shocked with their own channel on the dark web (that's far fetched)
As it might seem, I got the right IP, my dream is to catch 'em while they run a livestream
The list of filth ridding is endless
The act of innocent blood spilling is senseless
I wish I had the answers
Ain't no sway, metaphor though
I will scream the truth 'till the world knows and I get the soar throat
So in the year 3000 when there's nothing but news drop
They better still have this song up in the jukebox

[Chorus]
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still running around
While the sky falls down and the sun burns out
And the whole town turns to a mushroom cloud
As the last tree dies and succumb to drought
There is one man still hunting you down
[Outro]
One man
One mission
One destiny
Skits Vicious
The ghost town, goats back
2018
Darker than the roads tracks
Dope D.O.D
Two big dicks
Yes motherfucker