Mark our words! We roam the streets at
Night and day! You might not see us but
We're there! You'll pay protection for
Wizard Gang! Oh Yea!
We make drugs! Of your deceased one, we'll
Blow your minds! And take your kids, while
You are high! We'll turn them into our
Hoebags!
Our most recent victims, four hobos we found,
They begged for mercy, but we gave them something else,
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A bottle of juice
Nuclear juice
Each four of them poured, something into their viens,
Then they shivered in pain, as they began to turn,
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yargh
Into monstrues beings
Mutant Bastards
Watch yourself! We speak the languages of
Different Tongues! Serpents and fire flies
From our hands! We are the wizard
GAAAAANG!