its BARZ....and im hot when i blast this shit/
cause im like a funeral home...wanna put u in a CASKET quik
bitch...when i spit.....mans ya gots ta hate it/
cause ill have u in ya seat shakin/
like ya constipated/
and this cat wanna hate cause im SICKA then those/
cause im more like CANCER/
and your more like A SNIFF IN THE NOSE/
I SOPPOSE/ you can ACT like a deadly disease/
but people already know u aint better then me/
my flo is RAW/ but still betta the yours in its PRIME/
cause i was spitten WRITTEN RAPS/ before u COULD RYHME/
thats why lights dimmed out......before it could shine/
MINE...lets bright like VEGAS/
dont hat this/

finisher...
before i treat my bullits like plastic surgeons/
and let um give yo ass a face lift...BITCH.....im out ....1