Gee, it must be such a pleasant place to be
Heaven, where all young niggas race to meet
In a matter of seconds i can answer yur question
Just give me a pump so i can summon yur intestines
Kicks i get, from hittin vets, known for written checks
Licks i let, spit from tecs, shots-- the body's in sum mess..

Man, you no saint in this game
No, your more like a demon to your name
Oh God, your disgrace to this entire place
Please leave now before I erase ya face
Quit now while you still have a chance
Rippin' is my game, ya better save the last dance

Seeing this village pimp trying to bitch slap the upping
Thinking he's something but obviously he's just fronting
Useless to the world, his barn full of girls,and to his village
Vilify yourself, while you try for wealth, But have no stealth
Willing to second geuss yourself, looking inside you have no skill
X-ray and look for illness, nope not found disgrase to underground sound

Y is it so hard for you "emcees" To ryme?
Zero points If you think I wont have your Hide...
Amazing, Village and Stealth? Thats a new low...
Better yet, You wouldnt Spit Cold if you were raised by Eskimo'...
Carry yaself back to the hole you appeared...
Disalousioned, Like Im not the One you Fear...

Everyone want to have lyrical talant...
Fo ur info yo rhyme is whack yo...
Get out of rb go...
Hide in the gutter...
Im lyrical chick jus waitin fo a chance...
Just waitin fo dat big break maybe itll be today...

Kmon now, This is too fucking easy
Listen up Punks, I leave Emcee's Weasy...
Maybe They dont realise i never try my best...
Nuff respect for those i dont Drive 9mm thru Chests...
Oh Please, You realy wana Give me those disses?
Pick up your game, I dont Leave Lyrical-Kisses...

Quiet! Village Pimp is tryin' to speak/
Really you need to stop, yeah you weak/
Stop this tryin' you kids, It's just not working/
Those wanna be hos you got, They're just not twerking/
U know this is cypher and I ain't gotta try/
Violence is the occurence, and they you die/

While these ppl trying to catch the lime light sayin my shit aint right
Xcavate try to find the neanderthal your ass evolunized into flight
You try to make the world your own and bitch call kansas city your home
Zzzzz as you sleep on the beat and im forced to put two to ur dome
As a crazy master blaster no one is faster than me the best emcee
Believe the holy gospel im the next apostle but that is impossible see
Cuz ur ass speaking in false prophecy so why should you believe me

Eliminating succa mcs from da game
Fuck y'all ill put your rhymes to shame
Godill send you of earth and spit on your name
Hell will b a better place for you anyway
Ignorence idiots where all ya'll got sent away
Just makin sure all who disrespect me gon pay

Kiss mah ass cuz im tha masta at rap
Look dont believe me man whose feedin you crap
Man its hard livin life always strapped
Negirls nerby lookin ta get tapped
Oh and dont fuck wit me or bound ta get capped

yo i seen ur mum, offerd her jump in da bk seatz of my ride cuz the windows r tinted/
right im rdy to get my freak on flopped out my monster and ur mama saw it and she fainted/
and stop spittin ur cheesey wigga lynez & them to ur self/
or ima punch that keyboard down ur throat my self/
get it in ur head ur not im my level u nowere near me/
and afend me again i'll smack ur head off u feel me?/
and shuv ur head up ur arse so u can c shit clearerly/
now everybody who's read dis evr1 of their jaws falls/
and i bet ur dick is so small u piss on ur own balls/

Please, Read Your dead weak Keystyles...
Queer, Ill add your name to Spree-Files...
Renegades from the local Corner-Store...
Shut ya mouth, Imma Make you Plead-For-More...
Trying to make me belive im a $2-Whore...
U no, Its only your record that never Increses-Score...

Gangsta, Gorillas, Pimps, man they all the same thang
Hilltops to treetops, and swingin trees wit arangatangs
Illness, got this shit on lock, you can call me the locksmith
Janes on my brain, so i'm feelin high, cuz i jus drunk a fifth
Killin Bill, niggas wish they will, cuz you know that i'm quick to spill
Lethal wit the pen, reloadin it, cuz i'm Mister Ill

More more is all i here from these bitches
No survivers exteminating stitches
Ok you can scratch mah dick cuz it itches
Put you in tha hospital gettin some stitches
Queer ass guys you can neva hit switches
Remorceless for leavin your ass on tha sidewalk twitchin
Succa thats wutchu get for all your bitchin

Tru is all it is when you come threw mah streets
Us a fuckin faggot fool slealin mah beats
Villan is what i am so sit back in your seats
Wanksta is wut you is so stay out of mah biz
X aint got shit on me when his mouths full of jiz
Y im gon hate? fool thaz just how it is
Zoos where you should be homie so kiss this