attack of the lyrics, armed with the fury of armies/
wack bitches will fear it, when these words will scar thee/
triskadekaphobia is the fear of unlucky numbers/
you've tripped and fallen off, like and "unlucky runner"/
you get "fired" from the site, like i was an angry manager/
you handle more "broomsticks" than the busiest of janitors/

i'll pierce you through your skull, like i was a bad "william tell"/
if you were "harry potter" not even then could you learn to "spell"/

you and your crew couldn't "drop a bomb" if you were a B-52/
tell you what i'll give you a dime, so a cheap B can start licking you/
he couldn't create "dope" lyrics if he shot em up with high endorphinage/
you go from punk, to a sack of ashes, in other words a twisted metamorphosis/

and for your info, i'm not a nigga. so never assume that i'm one. stupid shit talkin faggot