OK Lemmie jump right in by saying you a fucking queer
Then attach naked wemon to my verse maken this ya worst nightmere/
Im right here, an got you so scared you growin white hair
Bitch is acttin dyke, your right we gun fight, if you stop pullin hair/
Dont you love it how i proceed to contradic myself,
Wait i just said dick... Some one help this bitch contain himself/
Now just go on whine about how i keep on bitin you
Alls you godda do is ask george formen if mike tyson knew/
Got the answer? prolly not, an tryin to claim the voice of the streets
You cant, handle your truth, copying nicholson attempin to act sweet/
So lyric, loven my rhymes yet? just wait this aint as good as it gets
If that crew lets you in its proubley because there casting rejects/
Lyrical Sniper..when did uncle sam start recruiting dictionaries
Guess were in the army now, but your shits a disgrace to the military/
Ill discharge you, as for ops youll get pop like infected capularie
Another casullty, watch me drop this sniper off at his local cemitary/
Damn i didnt know my lyrics would come off soundin so def
I guess you askin when ima make a jam, when a clues somthin you catch/
Your new to RB, but your profile sez youve been here a year
HMMMMM, i guess your just a lair, now that thats plain an clear/
Ill recyle a quick line or two and have you lookin confused an dazed
Reusen a sexuality line, reminded you it was just a phase/