Aite then here it is

I drill your face re arrange it leave it lookin like a Pacaso
When Im gone everyone will be waitin on my return like Pac yo
This Kidd thinks hes a star on the Net call him Jason
He couldn’t spit straight lines if he took a ruler and traced em
You wanna monkey around then have a banana
Leave your face blue like its covered with Cript’s bandanas
You more pussy than a room filled with dykes
Your rhymes are like chinks cause they all look alike
You lookin like a Paki cause on your forehead I got the red dot
When I blast your head, ligaments hang out lookin like a frayed knot
When Pacaso loses it amuses me to see him frown
The only W you’ll ever see is flipping M&M’s upside down
For the win im closing in jus like the brackets on your verse
Like the Jay-Z album I got the gift you got the curse
I’ll leave your record lookin like Rocky Marciano’s except reversed