It's all FICTION, I'll beat u to a PULP
Then PUNCH YA LIGHTS OUT, like was boxin wit a BULB

like tits on a nun an balls on a priest,
you's about as usefull as both of these

u give away a million dollars cuz of the hitch/
u had to throw away al ur abercrombie and fitch

yo this is recycled cuz i thought it up in chat but its good, at leest ya know

ur just like a white head pimple on my scrotum
im lookin down on u like where the fuck u come from?

served up quicker than minute rice,
softer than pilsbury at half the price.

It's my first time on, so I'm just gettn' started,
When I'm done everybodies gonna know me as Marvelous

im evil/
hit u with my car doin flips like Evil Caneevil

sic like malaria, i 'll take care of ya,
takin over airwaves, causin mass hysteria

i bring flows like niagra falls,i spit the truth bout u coz i got balls,oh u think not,u wana fuck wit me,bitch u couldnt rap if you were putin a gift under a christmas tree.

I'm recyclin ya jus' like you do to ya rhymes//
Crusin a can of pepsi an throwin ya to tha grime//

ill Buck an a-rab, for selling me a broken box of condoms/
And i was clean outa saran so i used a wad of charmin/
out of rhymin?man jus take it to the fix shop/
you gettin played to much like a poor kid with an X box/
i gets hot for my town reppin EP fully/
.38 caliber shots leave holes through out your scully/
never knew money only if it came in from blood/
his brain like a boys pocket filled up wit some slugs/

u like a black person in porn,but its a movie so u still "die"//
only thing is the producer is cheap so it'll be 2 of u in the coffin and the otha body is some gay "guy"//

what you talkin bout dawg yo rhymes is incoherrent/and yo wackness is all to apparent

who dont think u the cock suckin type,
u the teenage micheal jackson look-alike.