Not tha shizz, just plain shizz is more like~it~son
His rhymes make no sense and have no structure, are you typin’ on Vikadon
You better watch your face, they call me Doc cuz its like I Surgically Dent~Sir
Excuse me nurse; please send this man to the “Wackness Emergency Center”
Cuz son, you couldn’t shine if you rolled with Mr. Clean
While my balls is always fresh cuz I force feed ya girl Listerine
With my gunplay I’ll leave this pussy holy like Sunday
You could eat Scrabble pieces for breakfast and still not enhance your wordplay
Look~G, we all have one question for you rookie
Don’t get shook~B, we just wanna know why you gave up on pussy?
Take a puff of this lyrical weed, it will enhance~your full
Fuckin’ faggot, we all know this cowboy rides more than mechanical bulls
I wish this was real, Id hit you in tha face and make your shit~drop
Then you’d learn ta seal that shit like ya name was Ziplock
You cats wanna know why Tiny Tim had crutches?
Cuz he fucked with Lil’ Pac, so shizz, shut it
No Im for real dogg don’t even reply
I do it often but Im not a fan of making mommas cry
I just kicked this cat around, like he was just knee~high
This is lyrical combat, no place for Texans wearing tight ass Levi’s