Songtexte You Be the Judge - Mr. Capone-E

Fuck all this shit
Literally making components out of my opponents
If u want some I pour it out as if u a dead homie
My lil ponies mount up
It was a clear black night I'm off too the Luna soon
Mystified by some mystic mortisia get
U formaldehyde well Micheal Myers seeks
Get arrested in real life like WTF
I'll rip the heads off all Bo's that peep
Go to sleep hope wish and pray he will just go to sleep