Infest                                                                                                                                                                                

My name’s Coby Dick
Mr. Dick if you’re nasty
Rock a mic with a voice that’s raspy
‘Cause I’m poetic in my operations
My God-given talents is to rock all the nations

Infest, the theory of my first manifesto
Push ya wig back with my lyrical pistol
Blow now Papa Roach is on your mental
Bangin’ like your head piece
It’s just like that simple
Cock back and unleash with my physical
Wrap you in my thoughts
And become indivisible
Centrifugal, forces individuals into my mind
As we rock into ritual

You better do just what we say
And if you don’t then you will pay