[Lyric] You got backstabbed in the wrong neighborhood (Antoine Delak)

[Verse 1]
Two to the one to the one to the three
Time for the killing, who's with me?
Your skill is jogging? Mine is murder!
Well, off to visit your mother! Snort
Three to the one to the one to the three
No coffin can contain me
I merely finished what your liver started
A black Scottish cyclops dominated!
Giddy up now, to hell!
I murdered your toys as well
So many backs, so little time
A spy! Peekaboo, surprise
Your precious sandwich won't save you now!
Who will replace you? Anyone!
You disgusting filthy jar man!
Perhaps they'll bury you in that van! (Hahahaha!)

[Pre-Chorus]
My knife is sharp
My watch is wound
My suit is freshly laundered
I still look magnificеnt
Two to the one to the Snort to thе spy!
You handsome devil, don't you ever die
You know, hiding won't save you
I'm coming for you (hohoho)
[Hook]
Spy to the point and now slap my ass
I will claim this point for France!
Gentlemen, I make it look easy
Gentlemen, did you forget about me?

[Verse 2]
Does it hurt when I do that?
Hahaha, go buy a nicer hat
Good lord, you fight like a woman!
Maybe your colleagues will send a man!
Oh, Soldier, you die for honor!
I'm going to puncture you like an old tire
You are an embarrassment to spies everywhere!
Just lay your weapons down and walk away

[Outro]
And when the spy saw the breadth of his achievement, he wept
For there were no more backs to stab