i eclipse your meagre demeanour cuz im leaner and meaner/
to come close your style needs to be alot keener and cleaner//
you use an exhausted formula and its reported im storming ya/
lyrical funeral no one will mourn for ya//
you couldnt draw blood if u were designing Dracula//
you couldnt flip shit if u were in a toilet with a spatula/
you couldnt sling me in a sleeper if u was the grim reaper//
you couldnt tweak my radar if u had speakers on your beeper/
face it youre weaker your lyrics couldnt be any bleaker//
pushin a verbal blade through your rib cage deeper and deeper/
bitch im cuttin ligaments wit lyrics sharp as a meat cleaver//
faggot yo shit old fashoned like leave it to beaver....




quick drop...aite let votin commence...