yo y'all motha fuckas ready you motha fuckas ain't ready talking all that shit now it's my turn let's get it tho i tried to tell you bitches but you never seem to fuckin learn dj Bern told you motha fuckas better wait your turn try to jump me in this line you'll probably end up in a earn my name is dj burn but miss well call me Paul berrer caz I'm buring you motha fuckas 6 feet under air I am the undertaker now prepair to meet your maker I'll creamate you motha fuckas then I'll spread you through my acres boom like a bomb I'll exploid can you smell the fumes like my homie slim I'm kamakazee bitch I'll light the fuse. call your mommas house with the bad news tell that bitch that her fuckin son is barbeque I told you motha fuckas I told you way to much fuckin wit a guy like me will get your head inside a hutch I woulda spared you boy but you talk to much your the kinda bitch that al--ways be tryna act real tough but now you your layed to rest and I don't think nobody gives a fuck