Swordfish (Remix) Pumpkinhead (Ft. Roc Marciano)

[Intro: Pumpkinhead]
This is the remix—let’s go!

[Verse 1: Pumpkinhead]
En garde, draw your weapon, put it to a test
I'm a swordfish that'll carve a P in your chest
I shit on rookies and pee on the best
Do it to Def like Mos did, when he had no kids
And I refuse to lose my hunger, I'll eat 'til I get so big
It'll look like I got no ribs
I'm not scared of these thugs that bust blank shots like they don't jizz
Fo' shizz, half of you [snot-racks?] don't know what dope is
Here's the prime example, exhibit A
I collide a candle just by rhymin’ at you, so I spit away
Spit split wigs—not a barber but I give a fade like scissor blades
Lyrics spray and ricochet off your frickin’ face
I'm in the place like I just got reprimanded
So strong—when I give pounds, dudes get mad ‘cause I'm heavy-handed
This is high-powered, full voltage, tilt the meter
From a swordfish that'll poke a hole in your speaker
Me and Roc Marc’ stop y’all with hot darts
That sizzle through your vest, making a mess of a cop’s heart
On top charts with all them platinum plaques
The phantom is back, shaking cats with the cantankerous scrap
You swimming with sharks that smell the blood on your clothes
And remember when in my zone, hell is hot and heaven’s closed
This is Pumpkinhead repping The Plague—that’s my unit
Brooklyn Ac’s my group and, [?] always, the movement