Reburst - Out Back by 4 Lyrics

I'm thinking of this diligent illegitimate flick of the wrist
I can hit them with a little trickle of this
Piece of this black top floor, meet me out back by four
And we can f*cking
Bring up the fists, hit or miss, skin our fingers to bits, or we can
Meet on this black top floor, meet me out back by four

I'm a bit of a wimp, I'm oretty sure you've noticed
I've never had to go against a hand full of thrown fists
They tell me I gotta be ready to take a steady hit to the face
So I don't explode like confetti
But I bet I'm better breaking their hands and bending em backwards
With a blow to my face and watch them bleed in this place
I'm a punching bag with a bag full of razers
I must enact that I'm a tad bit abrasive
Unless you've had me as a friend in the back of a class
You know my words are rather crass and insane first

Take a little step backwards and we'll see
Flash your academics and we'll see

I'm a bit of a pep talk boxed as an animal
Or rather caged except these walls blend into my mandables
And I'm half a second from a cannibal
Got a can full of skulls fresh for the best casserole
Put your dukes up high, you wanna fight a boss well I'm not that guy
But challenge me to some verbal abuse
And I'll leave contusions on your body from the foot to the roof
And leave a sour taste in your mouth
My one shots not yet come hot from the south
But I reckon you just gotta get it get it get it
Don't forget I'm better anyways
I don't even gotta shout I'm
Taking a bit of time to unwind
Making a bit of a rather steady incline
We swine are never gonna be fine if we fight
But fight back we must, I don't think I'm gonna ever resign
I'm stellar and fine
I'm a lyrical alien of a clever design
And I'm f*cking hella divine
And I'm ahead of my time
People listening are thinking 'What the hell are these rhymes'
People are thinking that I am off and it's awful
They're nervous around me like I'm a cough in a brothel
My lyrical action is something often applaud for
I'm raucous and toxic, I'm stomping on coffins
I'm breaking the earth with my words so colossal
I shatter your spine like I'm the bane on your Console
And speakers, my reverb will cause you to fall and
Call up the cops because a murderers on you

I'm thinking of this diligent illegitimate flick of the wrist
I can hit them with a little trickle of this
Piece of this black top floor, meet me out back by four
And we can f*cking
Bring up the fists, hit or miss, skin our fingers to bits, or we can
Meet on this black top floor, meet me out back by four