Are you funny? You think you're funny? Get away from me. You'll get slapped, you'll get punched, or what, you think that's funny? Thaitay ain't happy hearing this, don't wanna end up a corpse, knocked out cold.
If you mess with the three of us, Three-Me-T salute, call your momma to come cuddle you, that bruise is from my fight, take some smelling salts, here's my middle finger to sniff, you deserve a punch in the face.
Arguing about sound systems, I'll throw you all in the mortar, grind you up, eat you whole, wreck your car, slap you silly. You? Who hangs out with you? We win, we're too much.
I'll punch those loudmouths with their nasty mouths, I'll slap those loudmouths with their nasty mouths (*)
รำคาญคนที่ทอกส์โชว์เหมือนวิทวัส.วัส. Yo shut up fuck off ลูกหมาปากมากโดนกุเย็บปาก นิสัยดอกทองเหี้ยโดนกุเด็ดปาก
Annoyed by those talk show hosts like Wittawat. Wat. Yo shut up, fuck off, you loudmouth puppy, I'll stitch your mouth shut. You damn horndog, I'll rip your mouth off.
We're the real deal in the bring-what-says, writing insults about me on forums in the ming-visset. Sissy on the weight-and-time, show your face, you'll definitely get your face stitched.
I'll punch those loudmouths with their nasty mouths, I'll slap those loudmouths with their nasty mouths (*)
เดวปั้ดเหนี่ยวแม่งเลยไอ้หอกหัก รามกุมันนี่คมคอหอยเอมซีเหมือนตอปะตัก still mung still talk assbow shit แคร้กแคร้กแอสเลสมีเดอะโฮลชิท
I'll pull on those broken dicks, Ramkhamhaeng, my rhymes are sharp, MC's throats like tapioca starch. Still mung, still talk, assbow shit, crack, crack, useless, you're full of shit.
Rayong dude, your head's shrunk in your shell. Didn't anyone tell you I eat MCs like herbal liquor? My verses are smooth, like eels flowing down the canal.
Get stitched up at 9, like a coconut shell, and take off your necklace too, along with the ring attached. Come beg for forgiveness, because your ring is fake, no one will pawn it.