[Verse] Step in the room, air gettin' thick, Mr. Public Flatulence, the aroma be slick. Silent but deadly, they callin' ya a pro, Gastro Ninja with that butt gas flow. [Verse 2] In the club, let it rip, folks scatter, The bass in the 808, but your gas the matter. Boldness aromatic, bringin' tears to eyes, You drop that bomb, all the homies rise. [Chorus] Mr. Public Flatulence, always the news, Let one loose, givin' nostrils the blues. Fartulance King, no shame in your game, Gastro prowess, forever reign. [Bridge] You roll through the hood, stinkin' it up, Crops wither away, death in the cup. Ain't no shame, you rock that smell, Public Flatulence, you've cast that spell. [Verse 3] In the whip, windows up, nowhere to hide, Gas grenade explode, take 'em for a ride. Fam' never know what’s next on the breeze, Whole crib on alert, you’ve mastered the tease. [Chorus] Mr. Public Flatulence, always the news, Let one loose, givin' nostrils the blues. Fartulance King, no shame in your game, Gastro prowess, forever reign.
