A hit brought to you by Randal and himself: You are now about to witness the strength of Darkness knowledge Straight outta Cosmodrone, crazy mother-blam!-er named Randal From the gang called Vandals With Attitudes When I'm called off, I got a sawed off Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if ya -blam!- with me The guardians are gonna hafta come and get me Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out For the punk mother-blam!-ers that's showin out Hive start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo Goin off on a mother-blam!-er like that with a Mythoclast that's pointed at yo ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin with a crime record like Aksor the handsome Vex-Mytho is the tool Don't make me act the mother-blam!-in fool Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe I'm knockin ghosts out tha box, daily yo weekly, monthly and yearly until them dumb mother-blam!-ers see clearly that I'm down with the capital C-P-T Boy you can't -blam!- with me So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck Coz Randal is crazy as -blam!- As I leave, believe I'm stompin but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Cosmo (Randal of Cosmo, Randal of Cosmo) Yo Ranal [randal] Whassup? Tell em where you from! Straight outta Cosmo, another crazy ass vandal More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger I'm a bad mother-blam!-er and you know this But the bitch ass guardians don't show this But I don't give a -blam!-, I'ma make my snaps If not from the records, from jackin the crops Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin' And when illegally armed it's called 'packin' Shoot a mother-blam!-er in a minute I find a good piece o' glimmer, I get capped, can't earn mo So if you're at a show in the front row I'm a smack you like a bitch dirty-ass ho You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to But that shows me, guardian, you're composed to a crazy mutha-blam!-er from tha ketch Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit Randal controls the automatic For any dumb mutha-blam!-er that starts static Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself every time I pull a Vex off the shelf The security is maximum and that's a scandal R-A-N-D-A-L spells Randal See, coz I'm the mother-blam!-in villain The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin that's takin place without a clue And once you're on the scope, your ass is through Look, you might take it as a trip but a vandal like Randal is on a gangsta tip Straight outta Cosmo... [the speaker] Randal is his name and the boy is comin... ...straight outta Cosmo is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother and make ya sister think I love her Dangerous mother-blam!-er raises hell And if I ever get caught I make you sail See, I don't give a -blam!-, that's the problem I see a mother-blam!-in Gjallarhorn rocket, I don't dodge it But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while And when I see a punk pass, I smile To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a guardian drivin but don't know where the -blam!- he's going, just rollin lookin for the one they call Randal But here's a flash, they never seize me Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin So what about the bitch who got shot? -blam!- em! You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker! This is the autobiography of the Randal, and if you ever -blam!- with me You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother word to the mother-blam!-er, straight outta Cosmo (Randal of Cosmo, Randal of Cosmo) (Damn that shit was dope!)