ima keep gettin at u until ur incinerated to ashes.... you aint gonna find out till somethin flashes


next line: My rhyme is sublime but urs aint my kind.....................

My rhyme is sublime but urs aint my kind
and my taste aint bad your shit belong in a trash bag




you can drop like michel jacksons baby

you can drop like michel jacksons baby
after that i'll go full on action on ya lady

punches keep coming twistin u like tornados

If punches keep coming Twistin You Like Tornados....
I leave Red stains in ya shirt like you got Hit wit Tomatoes....
LMAO WACK IS FUDGECICLE BROWNIES


I'm Packin Utencils, Stab with the Back of New Pencils....

I'm Packin Utencils, Stab with the Back of New Pencils....
U Try N Draw Yo Weapon But End Up Neddin Stencils


Yuh Str8 Ass Crack, Alwayz Comin Frum Da Rear Like Thongz...

Cus I stay in da back of the room.. str8 smokin a bong




Dead Wrong like Biggie Smalls.. str8 bouncin off da walls

...Dead Wrong like Biggie Smalls.. str8 bouncin off da walls...
...Ass like Thongs..Leave U Exposed like Telephone Stalls...



...Nucca Get Tha Fucc Off Myne.. Quicc 2 Think Up A Crime...

...Nucca Get Tha Fucc Off Myne.. Quicc 2 Think Up A Crime...
''so sick" im "the one" like neo....................................
........................i'll whip ya ass like a slave, bitch u mine

im a heavyweight theres no need for me to meditate

im a heavyweight theres no need for me to meditate/ cuz when i step in the ring u feel the whole world shake

bonafides weak and imma make his jaw break..............

bonafides weak and imma make his jaw break/ knock em out with my punchlines and make his mental shake

you dick head kill urself like chedda bob..................

(chedda shot his self in the dick, ur a dick head so u killed urself)lol

What kind of line is dat.. shit that ends w/ bob?




Rap game is rough.. hell, them fools don't play fair

Rap game is rough.. hell, them fools don't play fair
i'll beat them down till they're babies....................
.............................and send them back to day care

All these fools trying to mess with my mind

With subliminal messages hidden in a rhyme


I'm in deep meditation lost in my own concentration

I'm in deep meditation lost in my own concentration
dont cross me u'll end up in camps of concentration

i lead ''thiller'' armies like "Jackson" does zombies

i lead ''thiller'' armies like "Jackson" does zombies
U'd Think Am Married 2 Fly Gear Da Way Itz Always On~Me


Hold Up, Swingin Punchez At Me? Yo Azz Mus Be Crazy