[Intro]: Goddamn... Look At All This Mess
[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
Tundra Boy Führer Man flexing now
I don't give a f** about none of you lil' boys
You foolish young n***as need to know i got a choice;
I can beat yo a** or just cut you cuz' I'm bored (b**h)
My blade so sharp I almost cut myself
These n***as need to know I don't need help
And all these rappers know not to dare step
To the Wulf Man for a reason
Hollow Squad hunting all season, with the Scout Regiment intervenin'
And b**h we don't die for a reason
We put d**h on you industry heathens
You see Thunder Man sitting on my left now
(b**h)and we came from the tear of the Netherelm
I can't not give a f** bout none of yall
You see truth in my floors I don't need a ground (Waaannn)
b**h