Hold on to your lunch `cause the Sudden Death bunch
Is buggin` in my basement comin` up with a crunch
That settles in your stomach runs it all around
Till it spews out your mouth then spills on the ground
Can`t think of anything creative so we`re wastin` our time
Comin` up with a rediculous rhyme
We`re gonna make you neasous, that`s the way we run our biz
It`s comin` up my throat, here it comes...
