' 86 Jetta - Buck 65

I’ve been droppin' jewels that are worth their price

Since before the birth of christ and the virgin mary and joseph

I submerge and bury adversaries in the soil

Or they get stuck and plastered in hot tar and feathers

That’ll teach the fuckin' bastard to think again

Before he attempts to invade our scene

We got them satellites ya know, I saw you on the radar screen

With body heat, 'cause of all the members of the hordes followin'

Instead of breathin' fire, try sword swallowin'

The reader’s digest and shit out all that worthless garbage

You wouldn’t be so prodigal if you were more methodical

Meticulous details measured by with width of eyelashes

It may seem ridiculous, reduction to dry ashes

Everybody has a serial number

That gets stored in a box of material lumber