Left Wombs, hearin screams, grown to crowds replicatin//
I'm dictatin worlds with influential skillz I'm demonstratin//
I'ma have y'all kids lookin like 10 year old english kids debatin//
Coz I spit iller rhymes than when Dr.Suess and SARS were matin//

......Just showin newbies how its done haha.....:D

I am the illest rapper that you all should contradict,
but when i wake up all i a say is shit,
i am a newb but that is no excuse,
last time a dropped a hit was my case of child abuse,
i am still tryin i will be there some days,
hopefully a twist of fate and i will go different ways

my whole style is dark matter, impossible to lift/
all the while make brains splatter with dimensional rifts/
hit with whole line multis and de vinci type imagery/
split a whole line of emcee's with perfect symettry/


^^thats how you do it by the way^^

god i'm l33t.
pzz.

if im the shit then my flow is the bile,
flow like cleo's period on the nile,
im so dope that my voice is in denial,
i didnt even peep 8 MILE,
i heard this white kid is biting my style,
that type of flattery makes me smile,
my raps are updated like a packard bell from 95,
the rest of em are rotary dial,
quote my shit and ya error will be at a murder trial,
fuck it,
i'll even bake you a cake with a file,
marry myself,
dress the mic in a bridal while i sing the fuckin recital,
myself.

hey yo i got some shit to say and save
for that ugly face/u think u got the rhyme
fuck u aint got time /to say anyting thats why i makeall u scream
from watchin to much t.v/it comes to reality/
u understand my flow/u fuckin homo
u aint shit to say/acept u finally adment that your gay okay!!!!!!!!!

hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!im laughin my fuckin head off

im the shit like i just came out the toliet,
im that feelin that you get when ya stomach is boiling,
im the shit like the fertilizer ya lawn,
im the shit so im just the shit word is born,
i got bitchz,cloths,cars thats a reminder,
bitchs love me so much my name is tattoo'd on they vaginaz,

im takin overu cant stop me/
wat your fuckin crazy tryin to act like slim shady/
your wastin my time/wit dose fucked up rhymes u hear me answer me i aint scared to watch t.v bitch

mr.hankey cant even fuck with me...

mr.hankey wouldnt wanna fuck wit u he just wants to shit on u

i'm "the shit", like a bowel movement//
i'm known to break limbs leave bones in search of splints
your rhymes run like diahrrea i'm solid as fuck//
you must be constipated cause ya words are all "stuck"

u dont know u messen wit g/
u need some lessons on how watch t.v/
and come bac to fuckin reality/
i got the shit and u aint worth it/
so sit da fuck down bitch and just listen/
u fuckin chicken u could battle/
but u would probably tattle on the way u milkin the cattle/

half wit, half with it, half finished high school//
vocab so strung out you could reel it in on a spool
now i hate to brag but i've reached a zenith//
stronger than all, better than ya'll over all i'm the meanest.

see everybody on my block be callin me the shit
cause when im fuckin with these cats, i dry they style out like an overworked clit
bitch, im your lyrical fix/straight out of an abominable pit
my verbals are spit with vocabulary from denizens of river styx
like jedi mind tricks, im comin forth with ice picks
like jus allah, bloody blades is what i licks

it smells like shit when you open ya mouth//
nothin real comes out, just two turds and a couple of trout
everything you touch turns into rusted junk//
if this were grade school you'd flunk, criss cross was more crunk
i'll cut off ya ears shove em up ya asshole large intestinal rear//
then you can hear the " shit" you call a career
why you still got two "0"' in ya record? you aint spittin out fire//
keep your two "0"'s for use as spare tires!