Son of Dis Protomartyr

[Verse 1]
How I am supposed to live
With all this shit up to my ears
Plebs are fighting over this
You sound like a true son of Dis

[Verse 2]
A thousand weeping ovaries
Hawks rip out the liar's eyes
I've been here since 2006
Spoken like a true son of Dis

[Verse 3]
My DVD has a terrible scratch
I lounge and I prefigure the past
Blankly cataloging the hits
You sound like a true son of Dis

[Verse 4]
Every slut you've ever known
Swam to safety and made a home
Can the weak hand still make a fist?
Spoken like a true son of Dis

[Bridge]
Level 6 ring
Level 6 ring