Taskmaster burst the bionic zit-splitter
  Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter
  We lean all day and some say that ain't productive
  That depend upon the demons that you're stuck with
  Cause right now, I see clearer than most
  I sit here contending with this cheese on toast
  I feel the pain of a third world famine
  Segue, we count them blessings and keep jamming
  It's him scumbag, scum of the earth, his worth was nil
  Until he gained the skill of tongues
  From fifteen years young straight to my greyback self
  I stay top shelf material, jerk chicken, jerk fish
  Breakaway slave, bliss
  Generate gees and then we stash 'em in the Swiss
  Fools can't see this, audio pistols
  A fistful of hip hop banzai, progressing in the flesh
  Esoteric quotes, most frightening
  Duppy took a hold of my hand while I was writing
  Let go me ting, duppy, let go me hand
  I summon up the power of banana clan!
  
  [Chorus x4]
  Witness the fitness
  The Cruffiton liveth
  One hope, one quest
  
  Swigging that beetroot juice, now we dipping and boost
  Set the spirit dem loose, go head go slash up the noose
  We conclusive proof of both the truth, the right
  Cause whether we hitchhike or push bike or travel kind of trash
  Manifest that with wholesome roots rap, manifest that, yeah!
  I do my same way, ain't nothing else I know
  Gone up in the life with this here rag-and-bone flow
  Squeeze the pain from my belly and set my soul free
  Travel over ocean, land and sea, face nuff stress and difficulty
  Flung back from the brink, gwan in kinda stink
  We don't give a frigg about what dem fools think
  Frigg your network, our debt work a speak for itself
  Proof of the trophy and champion belt
  Come sun, come rain, come hailstone pelt
  
  [Chorus x4]
  
  Bwana Smith with some old time shit
  Let the whole world know we on some off-key tip
  Mega-manic when time the pressure start lick
  By the hook or by the crook, by the poop or by the kick
  He's sickly cryptic, spitting that code
  And most proud to present that Cruffiton mode
  And it shows that they bros done seen a few sleights
  Life throws scenarios, reality bites
  We in collision with the beast
  Lost we religion and we can't get no peace
  Idiot weakhearts want to take I for chief
  Stoop to their level and we plotting cold grief
  But we should know that discipline maketh the gees
  Separation of the DAT from the rap, that's a must
  Proceed set speed with the Cruffiton touch
  Proceed set speed..Cruffiton, y'all
  
  [Chorus x4]