.[Intro: Scotty Wotty]
It's the sasquath, Jackpot
The roach killer, that's what we do
You know what it is, you little crawly creepy bastards
[Scotty Wotty:]
We ain't tripping, read the sentence
The Gods got it locked like upper Maine in Sam Quinten
You drinking muscle milk, homey.
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