My name's Coby Dick
Mr. Dick if you're nasty
rock a mic with a voice that's raspy
'cause I'm poestic in my operations
My god given talend it to rock all the nations
were goin to infest
Infest the theory of my first manifesto
Push ya wig back with my lyrical pistol
Blow now papa roach is on your mental
Banging like your head piece
it's just that simple
cock back and unleash with my physical
wrap you in my thoughts
and become indivisible
centrufugal forces indivisuals into my mind
as we rock into ritual
You better do just what I say
and if you don't then you will pay
INFEST!
We're going to infest