Pigeon - Master of Puppets yo, I grab the mic and start spittin and hard hittin/ with my bars sittin on the kicks and long rythms/ the Pigeon, I'm so fly that my song's liftin/ you claim your tight but even your thongs not fittin?/ beware, I grab a pencil and the clock starts tickin/ cuz I drop bombs bitch, rip a stage, you fall with it/ step up to me and meet your faith, fool/ cause I'll fuck you up, like when your mom raped you/ everybody hates you, you could almost sue god/ if the crowd was your family, you'd still get bued off/ Ill hack you to nuggets then bat you to nothing/ I aint pullin your leg but Im the master of puppets/ you're shakin with bloodfilled eyes, Ima get ya!/ then Ima bat you even more and turn those eyes to ketchup/ cuz it's idiotic to battle me, it's like sayin "beat my bitch ass"/ cause y'all are pussies, now go eat some whiskas/