Man ur shit needs a major tune up//
Ive heard better from todlers riding tonka trucks//
My lines are a scalpul and ill slice you with real precision//
Better watch out or ill make a verbal cercumsision//
The shit you spittin dont even match hip-hop criterea//
My words'll be beatin ya so hard you'll go strait into deleria//
Ill entoxicate you like a 300 mill of liquor//
Ur a fat ol' man and im the collesterol makin ur blood thinker//
As the days go on im gettin to you//
Ima give you a heart attack and see you done through//