Believe me you cant see me somebody tell this bitch to stop//
Dig ur eyes out wit my hands n step on em til those bitches pop//
Smash ya head open and smear ur brains all over the floor//
Then snatch out n choke ya throat with ur own vocal cords//
Break everyone of ur fingers for tryna keystyle wit me//
Punch ur teeth out n make you eat em for tryna freestyle wit me//
You dont have the lyrical annatomy to battle me//
Ill snatch ur heart out and make u rap to ur own heart beat//
You're mistaken for tryna fuckin battle wit me//
Ill tie ur intestines round ur neck and hang u from ur family tree//
Still aint done Ohh no Petrafy grabs hold of a shotgun//
Takes aim at ur nuts but forgot, females aint got none//
I smash this cat wit raps that leave u leakin slowly//
Crucify u n spray u wit bullets so u know how it feels ta be holy//
i stay at a high level n stay rapidly buckin ya brain//
even if u got ya dick stuck in a Nintendo u still couldnt fuck with my game//