Brogg:
Brogg puts down his bacon.
Nice duds, but tha Colonel wants em back
Yo, 3 every 2 is how I attack
Maybe a sword or maybe an Axe
What, you running?!
Here’s a bolt your back!
Slim Shady here thinks he can rap
But hotcakes got cold while we listened to crap.
Wait, wait, I’m just playin, don’t frown
Your rhymes ain’t bad for someone with Downs…
Oh, I’m sorry, let me explain…
Your chromosomes got stuck an’ it fucked up your brain
That’s why it’s cool that you still can maintain
Your spirits so high
When your rhymes are so lame
Yo, but I’m just warmin the mic
Brogg is just barkin’ Cinda’s gonna bite
So sit tight, Mr. White, you started this fight
Now be polite aiight, and accept your plight…
Cinda!!