Straight outta Auschwitz, another crazy ass Hebe
More punks I shoot a shalome, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass Gestapo don't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snaps
If not from the records, from lootin da fillings
Just like burglary, the definition is jackin'
And when before gettin' cooked you gotta gas it
420 get blazed in a minute
I find a cozy o' oven, I go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho
You'll probably get mad like the SS is supposed to
But that shows me oy vey you're composed to
A crazy bar code from tha street
Attitude legit 'cause I'm tearin' up sheiiiiiit
Homie Eichmann controls the tracks
For any penny pincher that starts up static
Not the chamba'cause I'm the gas itself
I pull a dead Jude off the shelf and load em up
And the trains are a chugging; that's the law
See, cuz I'm the banality of evil
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin'
That's takin' place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But like a kike on the run it's a dip
Straight outta Auschwitz